Coffee Makes Me Crazy (32/365)

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So, I’m completing my journal entry for Sunday about as early as you possibly can.  It’s about 12:15 in the morning. Saturday just came to a close moments ago, and I’m not in bed.  I made the silly mistake of having a cup of coffee around nine at night.

My wife bought me a Keurig, which can make single cups of tea or coffee.  I forgot about how just a little caffeine can keep me up for hours.  I used to use this to my advantage back in my high school days when I would go out to Denny’s or Perkins with my friends.  I’d have one cup of coffee and a piece of pie, and I was good to go for hours.  I remember coming home and being wound up tighter than a banjo string.  I’d go in my basement and play Nintendo for until my eyes dried out from not blinking for six hours.  Then, I’d finally go to bed.

Oh no.

Oh no.

I recall one time, my mother came down in the basement when I was playing video games in the wee early hours of the morning.  She asked, “Why are you still up, David?”

I said, “I tried to sleep, but I can’t close my eyes!  I think that coffee is bad for me.”

She nodded her head and said, “Okay, honey.  Just come to bed sometime soon.”

On the bright side, just before I typed this up, I did hash out a section of the newest book I’m working on.  I figure, I only have about four chapters to go, and I made some significant progress today.  I guess I should probably work on it some more, since I don’t think my eyes will close if I go to bed right now.  Nah.  I think I’ll play some Minecraft.

Comments

  1. Who needs sleep? It’s overrated and over so quickly.

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