I enjoy my morning coffee. I smell it brewing while I’m in the shower. My anticipation grows as I shave. The fragrance of my coffee is a signal to my brain that today is going to be a good day. I walk into the kitchen area, I stare at my coffee pot. I resist the temptation to pour a small cup. I make toast and spread peanut butter and honey on it. I carry my toast to my table and set it next to my blueberries and yogurt. I walk to the coffee maker. I lift the pot out and slowly pour the coffee into my mug. I raise the mug to my face and let the fragrance do the rest. I take a sip. Yes, this is good. It’s smooth, rich, and I taste the flavor of the cocoa beans. I sit down, give thanks for my coffee and food, and enjoy my breakfast. Life is good.