Lucy had always claimed she did her best thinking with caffeine. It was her mantra, her shield against the chaotic demands of startup life. But as she stood outside Brew & Byte for the third time that morning, a steaming coffee cup trembling precariously in her hand, she realized overthinking might be the more accurate term. Her mind was a frantic kaleidoscope of scenarios, each one more terrifying or more ludicrous than the last. The bitter aroma of dark roast did little to calm the tempest brewing inside her.