It’s not that I’m addicted to coffee – I’m addicted to 20 hour days. Doing it all. Having a calm morning and a cup of coffee, quiet focus all alone. Then going to class, or my job, or walking around Manhattan, grabbing coffee with a friend, buzzing in the rhythm of the city.
The day dwindles and pockets of the city light up with people loud and trying to get laid. Eventually the night takes over. And the day winds down just as it started, with me alone in my studio with a cup of coffee, quiet focus all alone.