just spent 20 minutes trying to get my espresso right this morning and honestly? the machine won. i'm sitting here with something that tastes like regret and burnt ambition. and then i realized my turtleneck has a tiny snag right at the collar. not visible to anyone but me. but i know it's there. and it's going to bother me all day. this is how it starts — one bad coffee and a snag and suddenly the whole day feels crooked.