3 days caffiene free

The first time I walked into Starbucks and ordered myself a coffee; through actual want of a coffee, was on a day like this a couple of years ago. My sudden liking of coffee was, I think, triggered by emotion, and my appreciation of coffee, though real, is I think caught up with lots of memories of various boys and their love of coffee. I have days when I can't imagine myself having a cup of coffee, and there are days when I really really crave some (though most of the time I try not to give in), and then there are days where I'd like to hold a cup of coffee and breathe in the smell, more for the comfort than the taste. Today is one of those days. I'd just like to hold a cup of coffee and stare out the window for a bit, watch the silver birches sway, let my mind wander.

But I am 3 days caffiene free and counting, and today (Day 4) is the first day I've not had to fight to keep myself awake sans caffiene. To give in now would be not only be a sign of weakness but would also mean more fighting to stay awake.

No caffiene, lots of water, fruits, and some exercise. That's my current goal for the moment.