diary 4

bad coffee, mess you up

1.

My battle with coffee goes like this:

Day 1: Have coffee. Feel amazing. Feel smart, productive, optimistic. Wow, yes, etc.
Day 2: Have coffee. Feel pretty good. Yeah. Pretty good, pretty much.
Day 3: Have coffee. Randomly it begins to taste slightly of mint toward the end of the second cup. Weird. Feel not much in particular.
Day 4: Have tea instead. Careful calibration of caffeine amounts to sort of roughly equal two cups of coffee to forestall any headaches. Two cups of Earl Grey, one of matcha. Pretty nice. Feel great. Free! Tea is so enjoyably quick to make. Sleep well. Great choice.
Day 5: Have tea again. Not subject to chemical imbalances, not me. Amazing. Congratulate self.
Day 6: Inexplicable headache. Have tea. No subsidence. Have coffee as well. Nothing. Eat a bagel doused in vegan butter. No help. Painkillers: no change. Hours upon hours of suffering, nausea.
Day 7: Have tea. Sensible, given all that has been survived. Feel kind of bored. Sleepy.
Day 8: Have coffee. Feel amazing. Smart, productive, optimistic, why don’t we do this all the time?

(Currently on Day 6. : / )