Back to the pot

It has been months since my last dose of caffeine. Endless days free of the world’s most popular drug. Through the first few weeks I struggled to reach this plateau of apathy towards caffeination. Socially it has proven to be akward; explaining your glass of orange juice or water to their lattes and cappuccinos gets old fast. When you cut soft-drinks, tea and coffee out of your life you quickly realise how limited our beverage choices are. One can’t ask for a Guinness at the office canteen. Fruit juices are fair enough but there is only so much Vitamin C you can ingest in any given day.

Life without caffeine is strangely unrewarding. My sleep is as erratic as ever, my health the same, my alertness unchanged and my hands still shake. I am pretty sure my stomach is still a nice tannin brown.

So without much pang of guilt I said yes when a friend teasingly offered me a cup of tea and I promptly fell off the wagon.

 

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