my coffee fast

Hello friends! It's been much too long since I've posted. In all honesty, writer's block has yet again hit me. I've been stuck in a place where I so desperately want to produce great content , but I feel as though every idea that comes to my head is not good enough for my own standards. However, this week I was challenged, and it's a challenge I intend to keep up for a bit. As some of you may know, I'm a coffee lover. I typically drink at least one cup a day. In fact, I truly think that I subconsciously started to drink it more often because of Gilmore Girls. My mom and I used to watch it together, and since both Lorelai and Rory always had coffee, I started to crave it. However, despite my love for the drink, I was called higher by my friend and brother in Christ--Stevenson--to give up coffee for a week. I'm writing this on Day 7, and I'm feeling both determined and inspired. I've decided to try and give up coffee for a month, challenging myself felt good.

Day 1 was tricky. Due to the lack of caffeine, I got a slight headache. It wasn't too bad, but it was there. I craved coffee, I so badly wanted a sip of it. I have to be completely, 100% honest. At first, it was terrible, dreadful, even. However, as time went on, I got used to the lack of coffee and decided I needed a substitute. I'm not a big tea drinker, so that option was out of the question. I've been wanting to drink more water lately anyway, so I chose water as a substitute. Now, of course I had drinks other than that, but anytime I craved coffee, I drank water.

Day 2 was worse than the first. I was exhausted, I don't remember a minute where I didn't yawn. I felt run down and it seemed as though everything was moving in slow motion. It was quite funny, actually. At one point, I tripped and fell down the stairs in front of a bunch of people. While I may still have tripped with coffee in my system, let's blame the lack of caffeine and save myself from embarrassment even more.

I have to be completely honest, the rest of the week was kind of a blur. I remember yawning all of the time and feeling totally burnt out. I used to say that coffee didn't affect me anymore, that I only drink it for the taste. The craziest part of this entire situation is that once I did cut out coffee, I realized how much my body and mind relied on it. I still feel that way--exhausted--this is going to be one, long month. However, I'm happy challenging myself. It feels good to push yourself further and further, and all it takes is faith the size of a mustard seed to do it.

much love,

Carolyn