The word coffee usually hits me like someone shouting “RUN!” in a library. Panic? No. Confusion? Definitely. Excitement? Hardly. While most people hear “coffee” and immediately smell roasted beans, feel a surge of energy, and imagine solving the world’s problems, I… well, I just start thinking about tea. Yes, tea. My loyal, gentle, life-saving companion.I’ve tried to like coffee. I’ve braved espresso shots, cappuccinos, lattes, and even those artisanal drinks with names longer than my to-do list