My day doesn’t start until I drink my morning coffee. I wake up, wash my face, and go straight to the kitchen. I boil water, add ground coffee, and pour it into my favorite mug. The smell fills the air, and I take a slow sip. It’s warm, strong, and makes me feel ready. While drinking coffee, I plan my day or write in my journal. It’s my quiet time before the world gets busy. I used to drink sugary drinks, but now I enjoy coffee more. It wakes me up, not just in body, but in mind. Some people like tea, others don’t drink anything—but for me, morning coffee is more than a drink. It’s my small daily ritual of peace.