Knowing full well that I won't get any sleep tonight, I still try. However, after 3 hours of endless tossing and turning, I finally get back up and grab a cup of coffee. Trying not to disturb Lisa in case she is home already, I tip toe to the kitchen and quietly make a pot of coffee.

The aroma that wafted through the air stirs my sense of smell and fills me with a hunger for more than a drink or two. So, while I wait for it to brew, I open the fridge to sift through the remnants of old ...