One month ago today I made myself a promise to not have any sort of coffee or espresso for at least a month in order to let my oncoming ulcer subside. It has been tough, the first two weeks were especially trying without my precious, precious caffeine, but I somehow survived and reached my goal. The funny thing is that now I don’t even particularly want coffee, I think I’m going to try for another month.
It sounds odd, but I kind of like the feeling of control that I get from quitting something that I’m addicted to. It gives you this strange sense of unparalleled power like you can will yourself to do anything. A little over-dramatic I suppose, but now I have a genuinely good, clean feeling none the less. It’s a good day.
Congrats! I know it takes a lot of will power. Next month…soda.
No, No. Did you think I was serious? ha ha oh sweetie…….