Over the years, I have parted ways with many things – friends, family, girlfriends, cigarettes, junk food – but for as long as I can remember, coffee has been the one constant in my life.
It’s funny how, as I am in this crazy fucking detox thing, I was quite happy to give up things I would never thought I would give up, even for a few days – bread, for instance. Bread is awesome. It’s doughy, (sometimes) white, and lets face it, EVERYTHING is better in sandwich form.
But no, quite happy to leave off the bread (pun intended).
I was standing in line like a prole this morning waiting for my morning coffee, and, being the socially aware, proactive citizen that I am, my mind naturally drifted to further ways I could flag the ailing economy, and continue my series of blog posts for yet another interminable entry.