In just the same way countless of the population, as I near 40 my old habits are dropping away one by one. I can no longer spend two nights consecutively in the local pub, I even can hardly deal with one now that I think about it, I take care about what I feed on and if I fall to a junk food urge my body slows down.
Why is everything that I am partial to so much so bad for me, I think that is why they call them 'vices'. Well then why can't I have a vice that is not so bad for me?
Stop a second, I guess possibly I do! It's capuccino, I am starting to resign myself to the fact that it is one of my few vices that is not that bad for me after all. In temperance of course. Not like the just gone era of more than ten paper mugs full a day, a fond era when the cafe used to be a quick pit stop in my adrenelin filled day, a speedy caffeine fill up from a plastic cup before meetings, precisely enough of a fix to take me as far as the subsequent dose. I used to whack back a double espresso quicker than you could say triple grande no whip skinny chocolate mochaccino to go!
Nowadays, after a passing and unsuccessful affair with natural teas (why are there so many variations that all taste identical?) I'm no longer an addict, and I've never felt so good, the cafe has become a day out in itself, a venue to go with a bag full of books or a laptop full of pending emails and just relax and be able to delight in a lovely coffee and a piece of chocolate cake. I have in effect substituted quantity with quality, coffee is no longer just for an energy boost or to temporarily stop the trembles! It is a little repay, it is me being nice to myself.
I adore the coffee shop but can't squander all my time there, my occupation gets in the way. By means of a consolation I have taken the step to set up big and very comfy leather couch with a matching footstool in my private office, I don't consume instant coffee in my home any longer I just enjoy a few of short(ish) breaks every day when I am at work, I take a latte from my kitchen and relax for the well deserved break.
The greatest purchases I have made in the past 12 months have been that large couch and my beloved Saeco Aroma Espresso Machine. It is just a baby step in terms of personal development but I can't help feeling a sense of achievement when I understand that I have turned my phrenetic coffee fixation into pleasurable and guilt free me time.
Why is everything that I am partial to so much so bad for me, I think that is why they call them 'vices'. Well then why can't I have a vice that is not so bad for me?
Stop a second, I guess possibly I do! It's capuccino, I am starting to resign myself to the fact that it is one of my few vices that is not that bad for me after all. In temperance of course. Not like the just gone era of more than ten paper mugs full a day, a fond era when the cafe used to be a quick pit stop in my adrenelin filled day, a speedy caffeine fill up from a plastic cup before meetings, precisely enough of a fix to take me as far as the subsequent dose. I used to whack back a double espresso quicker than you could say triple grande no whip skinny chocolate mochaccino to go!
Nowadays, after a passing and unsuccessful affair with natural teas (why are there so many variations that all taste identical?) I'm no longer an addict, and I've never felt so good, the cafe has become a day out in itself, a venue to go with a bag full of books or a laptop full of pending emails and just relax and be able to delight in a lovely coffee and a piece of chocolate cake. I have in effect substituted quantity with quality, coffee is no longer just for an energy boost or to temporarily stop the trembles! It is a little repay, it is me being nice to myself.
I adore the coffee shop but can't squander all my time there, my occupation gets in the way. By means of a consolation I have taken the step to set up big and very comfy leather couch with a matching footstool in my private office, I don't consume instant coffee in my home any longer I just enjoy a few of short(ish) breaks every day when I am at work, I take a latte from my kitchen and relax for the well deserved break.
The greatest purchases I have made in the past 12 months have been that large couch and my beloved Saeco Aroma Espresso Machine. It is just a baby step in terms of personal development but I can't help feeling a sense of achievement when I understand that I have turned my phrenetic coffee fixation into pleasurable and guilt free me time.
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