Black Magic
I'm staring down a hot metal barrel into a sea of black. My heart is pumping noticably faster. I think I can actually feel my blood vessels dialating as my blood pushes its way through. I know the end is near and, while it pains me to think it will be over soon, my actions are only accelerating the inevitable.
How did I go through 29 years of my life in the dark? How could I have been so oblivious to the signals? Why did nobody alert me?
The next shot is imminent. I'm helpless to stop it. I draw the barrel closer to my face and watch the blackness rush down the chamber. It is all so clear now. 15% growth in world coffee exports in 2007. Starbucks franchises on every corner. Perpetual half-mile-long lineups at Tim Hortons. Coffee is magic. I can't believe this stuff is legal.
posted by tori at
9:25 AM
3 Comments:
Testify sista...
I held out for 29 years as well, but the Columbians and their irresistible product finally suckered me in… I can stop any time though, I swear…
Are you saying that you haven't drank coffee until you were 29?! How did you make it through last-minute essay writing sessions in university?
Also, coffee is a performance enhancing drug. Seriously. Try it before your next race, or halfway out on a long bike ride. I usually drink coffee before a swim meet or a triathlon. I dated a guy once who ONLY ever drank coffee right before a race. He swore it gave him a huge edge. Coffee is amazing stuff!
i did have the occassional coffee before, but it was generally in very small amounts as i resisted the temptation to toy with my mildly addictive tendancies. finally, i gave in to consuming a whole medium coffee from starbucks in less than an hour. i was at work, so it was easy to isolate the impact on my body. it felt like i was having coffee for the first time. i will never be the same again.
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