day 130: coffee envy
In the morning Ezequiel has an espresso with a little milk. Maybe I mentioned it before, I don’t know, but I love coffee. Sadly I can’t drink it anymore since my body seems to reject everything that strong. I haven’t had coffee in 3 years, but still, every morning I feel like I really need one. Over the years I have reduced my caffeine intake to 0. When my health problems started I was trying to get off coffee, but always failed. I read somewhere that it takes only 3 days to get over caffeine addiction, but it took me two months to actually manage to not have a coffee for 3 days. After that I reduced it more. First I drank coffee, then black tea, then green tea and now I’m off caffeine. And I tell you, it sucks!
I have many fond memories of coffee. When I bought my coffee machine – a blue senseo coffee maker – it came with 3 different types of coffee to try. Of course I had to try them all. Extensively. So I had 6 cups of coffee. What I didn’t know was that one pad machine coffee has about double the caffeine of a normal filter coffee. So, over the course of the day starting in the afternoon I had the equivalent of 12 cups of coffee. I was buzzing! At 1am I called a friend and asked him whether he wanted to come over to have pancakes and drink coffee. And that’s what we did the rest of the night.
I also regularly drank a Red Bull copy called Booster. Once when we – that is me and some friends of mine – were driving to a party, one of my friends sat behind me in the car. He couldn’t see what I was doing and I opened a bottle of Booster. It has quite a strong smell, much stronger than Red Bull, so my friend on the back seat said “Verena, it smells of Booster, did you cut yourself?”
I miss those times. And I miss coffee. And every morning Ezequiel has his espresso with a little milk. And every morning I want to steal it from him! I guess, once an addict, always an addict …