What ever shall I do?

What will I do when I reach the end of this cup of coffee?

Where will my happiness come from?

I only have one gulp left . . . though I think I could stretch it to two.

half a gulp

half a gulp

gone.

Its really all gone, all the coffee is gone.

I feel good because thats how good coffee makes me feel

I guess Im OK that its finished, its not so big a deal as I thought it would be.

I've had my daily piece of happiness

I guess I'll move on to the rest of life now.