seems like nowadays coffee ain’t playing the role of stirring you up.
似乎，现今，咖啡失去了提神的作用。
pouring a packet of instant coffee into the cup, then hot boiling water, with the spoon, you start to stir and stir round…
倒下一包即溶咖啡，随后是热水，开始用小匙习惯性地搅动，搅动着……
inside the cup, the brown liquid churning, churning, mud all in my eyes.
杯中，棕色的液体在涡旋，涡旋的景象让我想到了，烂泥浆。
mud in my eyes, and also coffee that tastes like mud.
我眼里看到的是烂泥浆，喝到口中也是如烂泥浆般的咖啡。
tasting like mud, yet ain’t suck.
没有人说如烂泥浆的口感，就是一种难受不适。
the mud, strong as the lava erupting from volcanoes (though i’d never had the harshness of tasting a bit of the lava),
此烂泥浆，有如火山喷发时岩浆的浓烈（虽然在下从未尝被火山岩浆接触到是怎么一个滋味）
attacks your nose, charges the passage of your throat, staying there for a while, then marches up to your head, and that’s that.
首当其冲的是鼻子，随即此股浓烈肆掠到你的咽喉要道，片刻，你的脑部也遭失守。说是这般，可这感觉是转瞬即逝的。
you want a cup of coffee, cos of the headache, splitting, splitting…
你需要一杯咖啡（你生命缺的是一杯咖啡），因为好头痛，头在撕裂地痛，痛不欲生……
a cup of hot, black coffee, in hopes of stopping the headache, splitting, splitting…
一杯又浓，又热的咖啡，可以帮助我停止这撕裂的痛，痛不欲生的头痛……
after all is said and done
喝完后
the not-mild temperament, of this cup of coffee
咖啡属性“热气”（白话方言，普通话我不知道怎么说地道）
with all the hours you’d sacrificed for the happiness of tomorrow added up to
再加一剂近期的“熬夜”
the result, sore throat
结果就是喉咙痛
sore throat, often comes along with headaches
然而，喉咙痛通常和头痛是形影相随的
thus, a perfect vicious cycle
这就形成了叔本华“完美的恶性循环论”
finally what i’ve got to say
to be, or not to be
‘tis the question
故事的最后
纵然天才的我也枉然
喝咖啡
还是不喝咖啡
这就是问题
噢，原来当日莎士比亚就是为如斯烦恼