Sometimes I forget about last week, or the one before, and so on and so forth. This is me, a completely hopeless individual, whose thoughts are not within his own control. I have learned to live with that, but I'll never truly stop idolizing such a possibility. So here is a blog, to annotate the significances within my day to days that I can remember at the time of writing this.
So what first? Do I tell you I love coffee, and that I hate it just as much? Well, that's as good a spot to start as any. I love coffee. At the beginning of my days it's what I refer to as 'Nectar of the Gods.' It's the one thing I spend money on every day. I honestly like spending money on coffee every day. Sure it depletes my overall funds, but as I already said I have trouble remembering things, so when I wake up feeling sluggish, like I could sleep for eternity, I just want that one thing. This brings me to the recession, and how I must stop drinking coffee. Thanks.
Now I hate coffee just the same. It perks up my mind to that spot where I feel like I can handle anything, for about thirty minutes. My imagination kicks in, I'm quick witted, alert, motivated, etc, and then the crash comes, and there is nothing I can do to get back up. I can't drink more coffee, I just get extremely irritated if I have more than one 16 oz worth cup of coffee. I have a certain tolerance for it, and I cannot over exceed it, or else I start harming things in my normal life, ie relationships. It's the weirdest thing, but I've learned to just stick to the one cup.
But now with the pressures of economic unfurling I can no longer afford the expense. Gas fluctuates every day, and keeping up with all the other bills I've built too high atop myself, it just gets too difficult to keep track of what is going where, when, and in the future how much I'll have after this cup of coffee, and tomorrows. So I find myself constantly starting and stopping, but at least I know I don't have a real addiction to such a thing.
So that's it for now, my one thought for the day.
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