Postscript from A Caffeine Addict
If loving caffeine is wrong, I do not want to be right. I have an addiction to caffeine. The first step in dealing with an addiction is an admission. The addict must acknowledge their powerless in controlling their problem. Some people think I drink too much coffee. I just cannot help myself.
Life is not a sprint, it is a marathon. This journey will test our endurance. Happiness is only moment to moment. We all need a pick me up to uplift our spirits.
The only way to understand my addiction, is to paint a picture. The first cup of coffee is gold. Barista simply takes too long. When I get that first cup, I come to life.
I open the lid. I take a whiff and inhale slowly. Why? It’s like sticking your hands in front of a fire. After I take the first sip, the caffeine permeates throughout my body.
Coffee is like having a warm blanket during a winter day. Finally, I feel human enough to start the day. This is my spark and my kiss of life. The next step is to ascend into sky. I am just too afraid someone will shoot me down.
Sometimes I experience an endorphin rush after the first cup. Suddenly, I start laughing hysterically for a few minutes. Fortunately,most commuters are too indifferent to pay much attention.
Most addicts keep up their caffeine fix throughout the day. The game plan is to switch from coffee to sweet tea. During lunch, I actually skip caffeine (which is practically blasphemy) for juice. This is a pre-emptive plan to avoid the afternoon crash.
During the afternoon, I have a small cup of coffee. This provides enough energy for the commute home. After the commute, I have no more caffeine. I love sleep too much to stay up all night. As much as I love my muse, there is a dark side.
There is a dark side to this addiction. The caffeine masks the exhaustion I feel. I am out the door by 4:45 in the morning during the work week.
Sometimes, the afternoon crash is unavoidable. The way I behave resembles a zombie. It is just like a scene from Night of Living Dead. So what is a caffeine addict suppose to do? At this point, I am not doing anything. Coffee is proof that God loves us and wants everyone to be happy.
