Without a mug of black drip coffee or moka pot (from properly roasted beans, not black-oil roast) to start my day, my outlook is pretty dark. I used to think it was the caffeine but tea doesn’t cut it at all. There’s something in that coffee that makes me hate this world a bit less by the time the cup is empty. No idea what I will do on that front when the real war comes, probably kamikaze for a good cause.