I have not had a coffee for two months. A regular coffee. Maybe two.
It was a conscious decision to stop.
It didn’t seem to be an issue. Perhaps I was not dependent.
There is a café nearby. It is called Lot 369. It makes a good piccolo.
Uni assignments are due. It is an excellent place to study.
And just like that, I am back on caffeine. A few days in a row.
All it takes.
We hit the gym and have a swim. Breakfast. Time for coffee.
Habit. Routine. Addiction.
