It's 1:18am. I'm awake. Yes, I do have to get up early for a physio appointment before dance tomorrow, and no, there's no deadline that I'm trying to make on some last-minute assignment. I am awake because of my friend that I visit now and again (and not too often), coffee.
Since I'm awake, I thought I'd check my sister's blogs out and see what they were up to. After that, not being at ALL tired yet, I thought I'd write my own little blurb.
So let me tell you about coffee and me. Last time I had a cup, making sure it was duly sugared-up for a non-regular like myself, I was hyper for the next 48 hours. Not only that, I was uncontrollably happy. I decided that I must have been depressed for the last little while and that, WOW, something just switched in me! I did little dances around the house, noted that my pulse raced even when I was sitting down, and at bedtime, seemed to go from bolt-alert to fast asleep in seconds. Nothing could get my spirits down. Then it wore off, and I returned to normal life, laughing at how manically happy I must have seemed to my bemused husband.
I also found it extremely productive. I think I choreographed half a dance, painted a whole painting, and cleaned the walls with windex. Now, I already have kind of a weird cleaning fetish that kicks in now and then (usually late at night or when I'm procrastinating)... but windexing the walls in a flurry... uh... I think I ended up windexing everything I saw that was dirty.
Anyhow, you'd think that someone with such a strong, kind of fun reaction to coffee would start to drink it all the time, but here's why I'm not going to make it a habit...
1. my poor poor husband couldn't handle all that energy!
2. I think I need to know for myself that I can be all that happy and energetic now and then without a drug stimulant.
3. brown teeth, bad breath
4. what kind of crash would I have when I DON'T have it? I already have a job of feeding my body enough normal food.
Well, those are reasons to convince myself, because the resulting productivity, fancy barleyish taste, and the nice idea of 'coffee time' are all trying to convince me otherwise!
Well, over and out. Wish me sleep. I hope I can get some.
Labels: coffee
This 'photoshoot', by the way, are for my new website, soon to be released. (In the next few weeks)
Here's Dave, too. I had to take one of him.
Notice the cool shallow depth-of-field? In my opinion (<--so that the photographer pros don't come after me on this one) only the nice old lenses give you this nice of an effect.
