Honey

I’m giving up coffee, again.

I love coffee. I love the way it smells and the way it tastes (with cream and sugar, of course). I love everything that coffee means: a fresh start, a new beginning, a catalyst for action, a social event, and a kick in the pants. I love drip coffee and mochas equally, and my favorite mocha is served by Vivace on Broadway in Seattle.

Unfortunately, coffee makes me tired and grumpy. It takes a few weeks of drinking it regularly before I notice the change. Gradually it’s harder and harder to get up in the morning and I feel sluggish in the evening. I don’t sleep as well and my energy level is way below par.

Yesterday was my first day without a morning mug of joe and I’m already feeling more like myself. There was an extra bounce in my step this morning and I’m maintaining a more consistent feeling of satisfaction through the day. Coffee’s a hard friend to leave, but I think it’s worth it, for now.