That’s it, I’m done with caffeine. We’ve had an on and off relationship for a while now and I’ve done my fair share of abuse in the past but I think our daily relationship is over for now.

This doesn’t mean I’ll think any less of your for getting your caffeine fix. In fact I’ll probably be the one longingly looking at you and your fresh cup of coffee or can of Mountain Dew, dreaming of a day when I could handle all that the lovely little drug has to offer. The fact is I just can’t do it and thinking that I can handle it only ends in disaster.

Ok, I guess there’s still a little bit of space for a little artificial pick-me-up in my life but I’m not sure if it’s a good idea. For now I’m only letting myself enjoy what the world of caffeine has to offer on Sunday and even then I’m going to limit it to decaf during church and one Mountain Dew afterward at the gas station with my homie Fernando. To be honest though I’m not sure how long this will last either. I don’t need it and it will most likely end up spiraling out of control into the rest of the days of the week like it has before. If that happens it’s got to be cold turkey for me. Straight collllld turkey, yo.

Sorry caffeine, we’ve had some good times together but this is what I feel like I have to do. There are plenty of people out there who love what you have to offer but you’re just not the one for me. It’s not you, it’s me and don’t worry, I still want to be friends.