I have a love-hate relationship with caffeine. To the level that it feels like I should be talking about a different drug. If I'm drinking coffee, on caffeine, it helps me focus (at least a little). And it's become a relaxing habit, a part of the ritual that's hard to recapture in a way that feels right.
And it's really hard to keep on the ride. I can slip and fall off so easily. If I go a day without drinking a cup of coffee, sometime the next day I'll be hit by a migraine so hard that I feel like throwing up. I have thrown up at least once. That was my Monday. I thought because I'd felt okay for most of the day, I was okay, inside the window.
Nope.
I should have grabbed coffee in the morning, because by two in the afternoon I was starting to feel it dragging me down, and by the end of the day it was all I could do to stumble home, down a dose of headache meds, and crawl into bed.
Today's word count: 1000 words.
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