Rubiaceae Coffeae

what happened she asked handing me the cup but my eyes were fixed on tomorrow I looked dazed at the glow of stars that already died tired coffee usually takes me out of the trance I swallow the pills and it's January should I explain to her that I live in a fictional movie? i could be so much better than that i thought could be more human and eat broccoli forget skies stars comets planets because they need me on the streets taking fines and shopping moving the ITIN of this anguish but i don't believe it the universe call me smiling and she should understand: where I come from coffee is drunk hot