Thursday, August 11, 2005

In the home stretch, sorta

I had a dream last night where I was pouring myself some coffee from two different containers and mixing it together and drinking it. Then a few sips in I realized that I wasn't supposed to, that I was breaking my vow. But I looked at one of the containers and it was decaf. Saved! And the other one... at first I thought it said decaf, but then I saw that it wasn't. And I said, goddamnit, I only made it to Thursday. That's really pathetic. Barely half the week.

So is this rock bottom yet? Having dreams about sort of accidentally drinking coffee and then feeling crappy about it? At least, since it was a dream, I could have just gone nuts and sucked down an Extreme Ice Blended from Coffee Bean chased with a double espresso and a handful of Trader Joe's Dark Chocolate-Covered Espresso Beans (watch out for those on Saturday, people).

Time for another non-caffeinated beverage. Joyful, joyful, we fucking adore thee.

2 comments:

theneighbor said...

what have you become? Is this detox a rouse to help disguise writers block? I think you got addicted purely to go through the detox. Couldn't have hallucinations so you settled for dreams.

Nick said...

Did I get addicted purely so I could go through detox? Or am I going through detox purely so I can get addicted again?

Think about THAT.