I was taken back to that memory as I sipped a cup of coffee from the faculty room this morning. They must make it extra strong for several good reasons. I can think of four. Tots, youngsters, tweens and teens. Anyway, it had a strange resemblance to the taste of ashes and well, oddly enough, I drank every drop. Do you think I have a vitamin deficiency?
Do you have a weird and wacky Wednesday confession? Or am I alone?