I am usually not very awake when I regain consciousness each morning. In fact, the first thirty minutes of wakefulness can be described as a slow emergence from the fog. It's best if I'm not talked to and am given a wide berth, as Abby can certainly testify.
Because of this, the coffee paradox is a fixture of my mornings. The coffee paradox is this: in order to properly make the coffee that I need to face the day, I need the caffeine that coffee provides in my system. Or, more simply, I need coffee to make coffee.