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A Day Without Coffee

August 20, 2005

I’ve been so harried that I let the unthinkable happen: I let the coffee supply run out. Yesterday, I brewed some decaf to trick myself a bit, with the vague thought that I might happen across a cup of Java somewhere during my day. By about 2pm, my addled brain was confused: “why are we so tired, and flat? Is this exhaustion, or depression, or what? We need to get it in gear and get Gospel Matt’s casing installed and finished.”

It was a good thirty minutes later before I detected the quiet thought that I was sans caffeine. I pinched a Diet Coke from the cupboard, and started to feel a bit better. But still not quite right. So I stopped by the grocery store last night for the essentials: bread, eggs, milk, beer, and Organic Pacific Rim Blend.

Despite the fact that I got up in the fours this morning, my usual two cups (or is it four?) have me feeling much more myself today. Sweet.

Addicted? Perhaps.

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2 Responses to “A Day Without Coffee”

  1. Ross says:

    Ooooo…. I’m feeling your pain, even 17 hours away. I woke up at 0500 today and didn’t get any coffee till 0730… I thought that was bad.

  2. sonja says:

    Oh … we felt it … Saturday in our motel without immediate access to coffee. You had me thinking all day about this. But I know I’ve been addicted since I was 12 … every now and then I try to think about breaking the addiction, and actually work up the courage to try it and about 6 hours into it I get so mean I can’t even stand myself. So it’s just not worth it …

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