I can’t decide if I’d like to make this a real quest or not. I mean, I’m sitting here with a half full 20 fl oz cup of coffee right next to me, and beside that cup sits another half full (iced) version of the same. Seriously folks, it’s a problem. But it’s one I’m not sure I have! Note the phrase “half full” in both cups. I think sometimes I like the idea of having the perk of coffee near me. It’s a luxury item; it provides comfort, connection, nostalgia, and sweetness (unless of course you take it black).
I’ve played with idea of being a posh black coffee drinker. Even thought, “I could just be super Italian and do a doppio espresso.” Non. Not for me, I like my coffee to taste a little bit like the things I dare not eat: ice cream, cookies, and cake. I skip the sweetener, but I play with the creamers (it’s my admittedly giant foodie failing).
So, to quit caffeine or not? I certainly don’t drink it for the energy. I used to work at a coffee shop and often times went to bed with two cups of iced coffee running through my blood stream (okay, back then, acknowledged problem). I like the idea of starting this quest of quitting, waking up tomorrow morning, and completely abandoning said quest.
Coffee is just a romantic attachment for me.