I wake up one random morning without any clue to the horror I will discover in my kitchen. As usual I shuffle my way towards the black bliss that brings life. I take a sip only to discover the taste of coffee now defined as "awful". I tried and tried again, confused at the signals being sent to my brain, but nothing changed. I have since switched to......very black tea *hangs head*. It is a betrayal of the worst kind, I can't imagine anything worse in life. *breaks down sobbing* My last remaining vice in life, I miss you so.