In the morning, when I need a pick-me-up, I turn to coffee. Most adults do. It’s natural, and the body responds to the caffeine.
Last night, when I needed a pick-me-up, I strolled to the Starbucks counter and ordered a grande with room — for my skim milk and two splenda, thank you very much. It did absolutely nothing. I was still yawning while I was drinking it and even after I finished.
This morning, I am faced with a similar predicament. I have reached out to old faithful — coffee, in case you haven’t been following along — and … NOTHING.
It’s 11 a.m. and I feel like it’s 5 p.m. I am seriously contemplating heading down to 7-11 and grabbing a Monster.
That was the fifth one since I started this thing. It’s ridiculous, I tell ya.
Maybe another post later. Maybe. Like, if I am not fast asleep.
Catch you on the flip side.