Update

Ok. I forgot to write the last two nights. Maybe it's because I was extra tired at night because of my caffeine withdrawals. But that's a lie. I just forgot to write. It's Thursday, and I'm writing on my lunch break.

It has been harder to concentrate at work the last few days. I don't know if coffee necessarily helped me concentrate, though. Sometimes the caffeine just made me want to think about more interesting things than work and/or stare at pretty colored things.  The headaches have been assuaged a little bit, mostly by drinking tea. Lots of tea. Olivia suggested drinking London Fogs, which are mixtures of Earl gray, hot milk, and vanilla. They are super delicious, even if the baristas at the coffee shop have never heard of them and secretly (or not so secretly) judge me for ordering something so extravagant. Whatever, it's my body. And my body, I am finding out, really likes tea. Tea doesn't give you the same caffeine high as coffee, but at least you don't feel as sick or sticky after drinking it. I do miss sipping coffee and then immediately seeing nothing but absolute beauty in the universe. Guess I'll have to look for other sources of inspiration.

The early morning train rides to work haven't been nearly as trying as I expected. It's now sunny in the mornings, which helps. Tea helps, too. I really like tea. I've essentially just traded one addiction for a slightly milder one. But tea doesn't stain your teeth. That's good.

Last night at Trader Joe's Sam picked up some African coffee. I confirmed Sam's suspicion that Ethiopia did indeed pertain to the African continent. And this morning he confirmed with me that said Ethiopian coffee was indeed 'dank.' I was going to have a sip, but the coffee was too hot and I had to rush out the door. I don't know if having an innocent sip counts as falling of the wagon. If it does then I survived by a hair.