Nectar of the gods. Or the Devil’s juice. One, or the other, or maybe both.
I’ve actually been a coffee/all caffeine fast for a few weeks since December 15th or so. Thankfully, I was also able to sleep in most of those days — which probably saved me.
I was going to make this really cheesy and poem-like, but that’s not really me. I’m not one for flowery language, just too many words in general. Which is probably a result of the caffeine that has aggressively coursed through my veins many times before.