So I awoke bright and chipper this morning, thinking, "Wow! I think I'm really on the mend", went downstairs for my daily dose of FOCC, and promptly lost my will to live.
Well, I exaggerate. But I sure was tired. Once I got my daughter off to school (I have a patiently toiling family to help me with driving her there and picking her up again), I stumbled about in an uncoordinated blur for a while until I finally gave up and crashed out again for another two hours.
So I was a little dismal about this--I swear I never used to sleep so much--when it occurred to me that I hadn't had any coffee.
Six shots of espresso later, I was feeling just fine again. But it took six. Seriously.
So I'm kind of fascinated by the extent to which pretty much everything about me--what I think, my emotional state, even my tiredness--seems to be chemically driven. I don't think I had any idea until this thing happened to me. Are all humans like that? Not enough serotonin and we become depressives. Too much hormone and we get aggressive and angry. Prozac makes some people into mass murderers. Just a little too much something and we're all out of whack.
Coffee, apparently, is a necessary part of my own peculiar chemical anatomy. It's a good thing coffee's an antioxidant.
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I can't function without my coffee in the morning. Sometimes two cups isn't even enough and I'll have three. The worst part is I pay Peabody's or Starbucks because I don't have a fancy coffee machine like you! haha.
I love to sleep too, which is funny since I drink so much coffee to stay awake. I wish I could take two hour naps during the day, school is very stressful and I rather just sleep sometimes. So take the fact that you get to sleep as a good thing! Stay positive, everything will be ok!!
Well, sometimes I lament what I gave up by investing in a machine, because going to coffee shops is such a nice life ritual. It's more than just the coffee. I think the only reason I made the dive was because I knew it would be so long before I'd be able to go back to a nice coffee shop. It's been three months! Geez! How have I managed?
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