I'm trying to limit my caffeine intake just to see if I can.
An exercise in control.
One cup of coffee creeps up to two, too often.
I'm done with the first cup this morning, already.
And it went down so fast. So fast and so smooth.
It was coffee of the subconscious. As automatic as breathing. As comforting as home after a long journey (for what is wakefulness but the end of the journey of the night).
So now, cup two.
I have no control.
I give in.