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Daily Prompt 1 (Performance Assessment Revision)

    In front of me, the bitter but somehow sweet aroma of my fresh ground dark roasted black coffee fills the air trapped in my bedroom. This coffee is the warm blanket that guides me through the morning and even night like a well-trained guide. As the warm blanket touches my lips, my lazy eyes jolt open and I am excited to face the challenges of a new day. But this warm blanket does not know its importance, its bitter taste comes with a staining touch if you are not careful. How have I become addicted to this bitter blanket of warmth?

 

    One would say it has captured my heart because I can not go without it. When I think of something that has captured my heart, I think of something that hurts to go without. Just one sniff or site and I need it; if I do not have it then my head starts to pound. I will start to wonder where I can find the closest dark blanket of warmth.

 

    Some early mornings, I am too lazy to make me a blanket of warmth. But that just means I will get it on the go but not just from anywhere. This is because not every dark warm blanket makes me feel the same; a cheap blanket and I will feel sick to my stomach or still tired throughout my day. There is no way that I go a day without at least one proper dose of that warmth that I crave.

 

    To the local shop where they know my name and order. "Large black hazelnut?" the owner says. "Yes", I reply and put down the exact amount of $1.75. It feels nice to have someone who recognizes the importance of a warm blanket in the morning.

 

    If I am too hot for a warm blanket then I will make sure I have a cold blanket accessible to me. The cold blanket is not for the morning but it is a midsummer day preference. So either way, I have a comfort blanket that'll bring energy and happiness to me. 


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