A single cup of coffee

In the time it takes to brew and consume my first cup of coffee for the day way too many things go through my head.
I sit down at my computer and realize that I STILL haven't e-mailed my friends recently.
I think about the day ahead and imagine the mountain of work waiting for me.
I consider the relationship I have with my wife and wonder what the future will bring to us.
And recently I pray for my mom. I can't get back home and it's killing me. I worry about her condition. I feel a little bit helpless and futile for not being there. Instead of writing this shit, I should be in NY holding her hand and giving her support.
There's no one else to blame. I created this world for myself and I must resolve to either change it or create a better reality.
My stress meter is in the red and the last thing I should be doing is drinking coffee and banging on these keys....