I had to study mathematics, to finish as fast as possible, but the teacher always added something more and my brain exploded with so many numbers and equations, something that might not be useful in the future, however, I had to prepare myself to deliver that final guide and in my head there are so many things going through my head and sometimes I feel frustrated and the only way to release that pressure is with a cup of coffee.
I had already solved more than two exercises, some gave me the result and others did not, without realizing it was time to sleep, but I still had two more exercises to finish, so I refilled my coffee cup, luckily my mom had left some coffee in the thermos.
I took the sheet of paper and started to solve the exercises, I started very well, until I got frustrated and sleepy, I started to write a plus sign and it was a minus, the pencil weighed me down, my head hurt, I was going crazy because of so many numbers I was writing, So much so that I heard a very thin voice, I thought it was my mother, but she was asleep, I heard it again, I looked out the door to see if it was my sister to play a joke on me, however, I continued writing numbers and numbers, until I heard Are you crazy or what do you plan to do with your life?
This time I panicked, dropping my pencil and almost spilled my coffee on the worksheets. I stopped a bit and checked my phone to see if it was audio, but nothing. I took the pencil and a sip of coffee, and continued, again I heard the same voice, Stop studying math, you're getting saturated and I'm sure you're not learning anything. There was no one near me anymore and the only thing I had was that cup of coffee, so the cup was who was talking to me, I said, I went into despair and went to bed.
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My mom woke me up, over and over again, since I didn't want to get up, so much so that I was late for class, because I slept late. I noticed how my classmates were quiet and no one had solved the exercises, so I was the only idiot who stayed home studying while the others went out partying. The conversation with the teacher became a bit boring, as he was only scolding my classmates and I wanted him to solve the exercises. It was always the same and I had to go home with the doubts.
At the end of the afternoon, I was already exhausted, discouraged, however, I still had other exercises to do, but I could not concentrate, as my mind kept thinking about that thin voice I heard at night.
Hours passed and I had only copied my name on the sheet, so I stopped to get some inspiration and went back to get some coffee. I leaned back from my bed, in the distance I heard that voice, I was already sure it came from the cup, since it was the only thing I had near me. I listened: Rest, rest, it's not always good to overload yourself with information, and especially when it's a very complicated subject. Just listen to me this once. Those words were great and no one had ever given them to me, I reflected and that night I just had dinner and went to sleep, everything was quiet, in a low voice I thanked him.
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The next day I woke up with the best spirits, I think it was the best sleep I've had in days, I had some coffee and went to class, this time I approached the teacher and told him to explain me how to solve the exercise. While I was talking I remembered those words from that cup of coffee, where rest is essential and not always leave everything to the last minute. After a few minutes with the professor and clarifying my doubts, I shook his hand and left the classroom to wait for the next classes.
My mood changed a lot, which went from being frustrated from the beginning to being happy, since I had understood the math exercises. I only have one night left to finish everything, so to get inspired I poured my cup of coffee again, this time I filled it completely, I was getting worried, since I couldn't hear the fine voice, so I stopped and finished before the hour, listening: You saw that you are capable, you just need to rest.
I handed in my first grade guide and got a great grade in math, this is a story that I will never forget how a simple voice coming from my coffee cup, allowed me to change my perspective and now every time I have to hand in any activity I take my time and rest.
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