“There is always time for coffee, morning, noon, day or night time, it’s all just fine, if you really enjoy the dark liquid kind and to have a cup of it, when you see fit, but most of all, during the cold times of Winter!” Gun Roswell
There is always room for coffee, in the stomach, someone said, even if it was some other time a clock, usually not associated with the fine sustenance of a dark liquid, but if one was prepared, for the full effect of the stuff, then drinking a cup or two, would suit, no matter the hour, as long as the face did not go sour, simply because the lack of coffee, was ever present, so, better satisfy the urge and have that drink of it, the coffee, in a cup, or a mug or even jug it directly from the pot!
Because believe it or not, those rules and regulations for sleeping and consumables, was most likely created by someone who hated the stuff, both coffee and well, food and perhaps even people, as all of us, are mostly individuals and so, enjoying the good stuff, coffee, does not have to be at any given hour, even midnight will do simply fine.
Rantings Of A Third Kind 
Yes! Coffee doesn’t stop me from sleeping. If anything, I usually fall asleep after drinking it!
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I first tasted coffee as a toddler. My mother was an aficionado of the beautiful liquid. She added real cream, a bit of sugar and sometimes a dash of cinnamon. She would give me a sip or two in the mornings, then maybe one in the evening. By six years old, I owned a nice heavy mug with my name on the side. I could drink Java with the adults any day. Coffee has been my friend for life. Nice tribute to the bean.
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Thank you !!! I really could not live without my coffee❤️
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One Christmas someone gave us huge mugs that could be used for making a cake. 16 ounces. They became the things we used for the first – and only coffee of the day. Unless for some reason I got a hankering for an espresso in a tiny cup the size of a shot glass. Then i realised that more often than not by the time I had come to finish my big cup of coffee it was cold. So it often got poured into the sink. I adopted a smaller mug and reduced the amount of ground coffee – no more extra shot for me. I didn’t miss it. And this morning, in a moment of mental distraction, I forgot the extra shot inn my partner’s cup. She didn’t notice its absence.
It isn’t quite the same as swearing off alcohol – but still pretty close.
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Coffee is a dilemma indeed
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