Some people have the luxury of waking up in the morning and automatically being ready for whatever the day brings. If you are one of those people you should stop reading now. Weather it's a long day at the office or a day filled with classes, most of us will lack the initial motivation to tackle such an arduous work load without the aid of copious stimulants. Coffee will suffice for some, turning the morning grouch into someone who can at least carry a conversation. Being a staunch proponent of the morning stimulant binge, I couldn't imagine tackling the day's tasks without the aid of some hot drip.
There are also the days where a swift kick to the head is required for me to even open my eyes. For some folks it's a result of their desire to exist on the fringe of society. The people who don't fall asleep until you are out for your morning run. Or it could be attributed to a night of heavy drinking, all too common in the college scene and at times, even hard to avoid. There are more simple coping methods (notice I didn't say "cures") to the biting feeling of a hangover than raw eggs or other wives tales and it starts with that morning cup.
Then comes the better half of the marriage, the cancer stick that can jump start your brain. Combined with coffee it is no more than a legal high, a euphoric highlight to an otherwise terrible part of the day. It is a cocktail of carcinogens and caffeine, nicotine and nerves-booster that could resuscitate a frozen woolly mammoth corpse. Certainly not for the faint-of-heart, but they stopped reading at the start of this paragraph. I know justifying smoking a cigarette is commonly considered as acceptable as huffing paint before making a speech in church; but I am not preaching this practice. Hopefully people can be adult enough to realize that everyone knows the dangers of smoking, its been drilled into our heads since before we could operate a lighter. There are, however, some people who choose to continue to exercise this ritual for a great number of reasons.
Not everyone has to be a health nut all the time, and naturally there should be a balance. Sometimes indulging in this "deadly" combination can bring sanity to a mind on the edge of cracking up. Many people feel this way on any given day before the clock turns to P.M., myself included. So to the night owls and the "clubbers" and "grave shifters" who make up the night life that keeps your city breathing while you sleep: forget the snooze button and raise your mugs high, flip a lucky and pull out a cig. Be proud of the throbbing feeling that means you are dancing around the edge of what is considered acceptable. Remember that once you stub out the ember and leave a few grinds in the bottom of the cup, you will be ready to join the masses of civilized society without them being any the wiser that you had to take a cab home just hours before you had to start all over again.
