No-Coffee Progress Part II

I love coffee. When I drink coffee, I feel like I’m too cool for my life. Like I could drive a motorcycle or get a half-sleeve tattoo (I’m actually 100% untattooed, fun fact). Coffee is like the ex-boyfriend I run back to when life is hard (i.e., cannot wake up in the morning).

So far, I’m still keeping it under 2 cups a week. Probably helps that I can down a whole pot of tea by myself. Thank you, yerba matรฉ. And matcha.

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