I’ve been experimenting with coffee this week. That is, I’ve been drinking it and noting how it feels in my body. It’s definitely a drug. I remember for 20 years working in law offices having up to 7 cups of coffee throughout the day. When I began working on my own, with no one to buy and make coffee, I got out of the habit. A few times a year at a conference or gathering, I’ll drink some decaf with half and half and I’d feel a buzz from it. The caffeinated coffee I’ve been drinking this week has been like rocket fuel. I’ve been cleaning floors and weeding to stay in motion and burn off the energy. I’ve neglected my regular visits to the gym because there’s so much to do here as far as yard clean up, deadfall pickup, I should be mowing every week now. Amped up on the coffee, I was up to the tasks and got much done. It did keep me awake but I expected that. By the third day, I felt a twinge of heartburn and took that as a sign to lay off the stuff except medicinally. The first day without it, my body wanted it and I had to remind myself what the consequences were: amped up, no sleep, heartburn = no fun.