Of Coffee, Tea and Bloody Evolution

There was never much I asked for in my life. A good job and a calm life. Nothing more. I should have realized sooner: With my luck or karma or whatever is responsible for the surreal event called my life it wasn't going to happen. So now I'm here, stuck in a world where a "calm life" is but a dream. AND WHY CAN'T THEY LET ME LIVE IN PEACE? SI/OC, inspired by "My Turn" and others