Tuesday, October 6, 2009

A Caffeine-Induced Coma

I'm ending my love affair with coffee. It has been four good years, but, unfortunately, we've just grown apart.

I'm getting older (for the University of Florida campus, not for the earth), and I'm starting to feel the negative effects of coffee -- and caffeine in general -- more and more. Instead of jolting me back to life while I'm at the library, that late-afternoon latte only knocks me out. I might as well have a bottle of wine.

Let me be clear: There isn't someone new. Though some energy drinks are tasty, I don't want to sacrifice my well-being and my future for a fleeting pick-me-up.

The past few weeks I had been feeling increasingly on edge. Jittery. To remedy my situation, I decided to cut back my caffeine intake. My plan started slowly. But, as one morning stretched all the way into two weeks, I could feel myself taking deeper, fuller breaths and I was able to get through my early classes without a fight.

Since then, I've given in to the Starbucks temptation a handful of times, but I haven't bought any compulsive caffeine in almost a month. I've also managed to save a couple of bucks.

I hope coffee understands. It has plenty of other suitors and suitor-ettes, so I'm sure it will be fine without me.

1 comment:

  1. I just gave up coffee this week and I already feel infinitely better!

    --Taylor

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