Over Labor Day weekend, I gave up caffeine. I’ve done it before, I just never enjoy it. There is something magical about Dr. Pepper. About how it causes my brain to race and make connections that are perfect for stories.
But this time I had to choose my heart over my head. You see, I’m allergic to caffeine. If I have more than 2 sodas I break out into hives. Always a fun time. But I could take a pill to deal with that.
This is where my heart comes into play. My heart beats to a different drummer sometimes not always in sync and sometimes it goes fast or really slow for no apparent reason, other than genetics. So in order to stave off getting that pacemaker for another few years, I gave up the caffeine.
I miss it, and we’ll see how the writing does without it.
Until next time.