I still deeply hate myself for ordering a Triple, Venti, Half Sweet, Non-Fat, Caramel Macchiato at Starbucks

“Espressos in Paris …” /
“I have this obsession with coffee. Not really sure when or why it started, maybe it’s the nice aesthetic interior that calms the mind, the Instagram-able latte art that makes you share the millionth picture of your cup of joe, or maybe it’s the taste of coffee itself, the nice, nutty, floral aroma that numbs your senses …thus speciality cafes have become my office (coffee + office = coffice?), Mondays have become bearable and I still deeply hate myself for ordering a Triple, Venti, Half Sweet, Non-Fat, Caramel Macchiato at Starbucks…”
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