Coffee Drinkers Make Better Lovers

<p>One night I went to play soccer and woke up from a coma five days later. </p><p>I had a stroke. </p><p>Yes a stroke at 33. And I had met the love of my life on Instagram. Just when everything seems better than perfect suddenly I can’t walk and talk. If life is a cruel irony this is it. I can’t even feed myself let alone keep a long-distance relationship alive. But I won’t give up just like that. Mom and Dad didn’t raise me that way. Life tore me apart but I will pull through. </p><p>I’m a survivor not a victim. </p><p>Told through blog entries this memoir breaks your heart and puts it back again with the aroma acidity and aftertaste of life.</p>