The pleasantness of a scalding mug of freshly brewed coffee between my blushing palms curves a smile on my lips. Imagining the steam dance away from it, curving in flexible arches before disappearing, makes my stomach fill with warmth and my eyes dance along with it. The mere bittersweetness of its caramel-like liquid soothes my stress and cures my illness. I rely on this mug of coffee to awaken not only my mind, but my sense of adventure as well, and with one little sip from the edge it all topples over and my morning has suddenly become an encouraging push.