quitting coffee and its strange side effects.
For the last few weeks, I've had the "Jiminy Legs". You know. I crawl into bed at night and suddenly my legs are saying, "Ho, what's this? We're horizontal? No, no! Let's go for a jog! Let's climb some stairs!" And my brain says, "Not now. I'm tired." And then I fall asleep and my legs pedal on an imaginary exercise bike for most of the night while Richard's cats look at me with distain for disturbing their all-night grooming session.
Maybe this is because I've been trying to quit drinking coffee, so I don't have a cup in the morning anymore. Instead, I wait until about 2pm and realize that if I don't have some caffeine, any caffeine, just a little pick-me-up, I will be dopey and stupid and useless all night, and no one wants that.
Maybe this is because I've been trying to quit drinking coffee, so I don't have a cup in the morning anymore. Instead, I wait until about 2pm and realize that if I don't have some caffeine, any caffeine, just a little pick-me-up, I will be dopey and stupid and useless all night, and no one wants that.