Black Coffee

I used to hate black coffee so much. I mean i really dint see how anyone would drink a cup of extremely bitter thing showing a calming expression on their face. I never understood it. Im not saying i dont drink it myself, but i do admit i hate the taste. I drank it for two reasons. One is to blend in with friends and another being that, if i do drink it mistakenly even, im far away from sleep for about 5 to 6 hours minimum. Very useful during my exam days.
I used to wonder why i drink it even though i hate it so much. The answer came to me easily. A necessary evil as people say. I came to relate that that to life. I mean i have met many people i dont necessarily would love to hangout with, but due to circumstance, do so. I even met few i loath or would love to spat few words at. But i never do. Y again i think. And comes to mind, Black Coffee. I tolerate black coffee because i need some benefit from it. Im not saying im showing a good side to these people just for my benefit. Its also because although they are irritating i wouldnt gain anything from fighting back. Im a thinker, and i think even though the person im dealing with is painfully irritating, i only can get what i want if i stay calm and try to calm the other person. Its not always easy, but i do ok. Just like black coffee, i can get its benefit if i just tolerate its bitter taste and drink it up.
Now i used to think how i no longer give much thought to the bitter taste in my cup of black coffee. It do not bother me anymore. But then again black coffee or just life, we tend to get used to things. And im guessing thats just what happened to me. .