I love coffee. I love the smell of it, the way it’s aroma fills your home each morning. I love the taste of it (good coffee that is). And I love how once it gets into your body and does it’s “thing” the fog lifts and you become a person again. Your consciousness improves and you see the world differently with each glorious sip. Ahh! I need coffee.
I don’t have a problem with caffeine. I have a problem without caffeine!
Dave Barry said it very well in a his Miami Herald column published Sunday, November 9, 1997…
“It is inhumane, in my opinion, to force people who have a genuine medical need for coffee to wait in line behind people who apparently view it as some kind of recreational activity. I bet this kind of thing does not happen to heroin addicts. I bet that when serious heroin addicts go to purchase their heroin, they do not tolerate waiting in line while some dilettante in front of them orders a hazelnut smack-a-cino with cinnamon sprinkles.
“The reason some of us need coffee is that it contains caffeine, which makes us alert. Of course it is very important to remember that caffeine is a drug, and, like any drug, it is a lot of fun.”
Caffeine [ka-feen] –noun Chemistry, Pharmacology. A white, crystalline, bitter alkaloid, gateway drug to consciousness.