In the past, my life was a waste. I don’t remember the last time I wasn’t on a parallel universe because of the lack of sleep/amount of coffee consumed. But from now on, things will change. No longer shall I wake up in weird and dangerous places without even knowing how I got there. At least, I’ll reform after this last coffee.

It might be the last time that I sit in here… My favorite place: Jackie’s café. I realized it was time to end up with the coffee when a kid named Ness came into the coffee the other day and warped me into a mysterious place called Moonside. There people seemed to ignore my presence… Like if I wasn’t there. I saw something that really frightens me: a cup of coffee attacking a kid. That was when I realized it was time to stop.

That was two years ago. Yesterday, I lost myself in the Dusty Dunes Desert. Don’t ask me how I got there. I haven’t sleep in the past six days. When you’re addicted to coffee, it like the days never end and you are never sure whether what you see is true or just a fragment of your imagination. The sun really began to make me hallucinate. I saw a bed, right in the middle of the desert. I slept. If it wasn’t for that little monkey that found me and took me to Talah Rama, I’d be dead.

In the monkey’s hole, Talah Rama gave me a very interesting speech, once I woke up. He told me about the virtues of sleep, the virtues of meditating, the virtues of… Well, he kept talking about virtues and it got me thinking. After I got out of that hole, I decided to finally turn my life around.

I decided to go to Jackie’s café to tell my friends that from now on, we won’t see each other again. I was walking in the tunnel leading to Fourside. Wow what a long tunnel. I kept walking. And walking. And walking. I thought that it would take forever. The good part of this walk was that my body had time to eliminate all its caffeine! I was totally caffeine free when I arrived at Fourside.

I got to Jackie’s café to tell everyone it was the last time the see me. I drank a quick cup of coffee in remembrance of the good old days and went to my hotel. I ordered a cup of coffee because I couldn’t sleep but it was because I told myself it was my last one.

I haven’t slept much but I tried meditating. It didn’t work well because my brain was working too fast. I kept thinking about a lot of unrelated stuff. Weeee. Well, now, here I am. At Jackie’s café writing about my experience has an EX-caffeine addict. I’ll order another coffee and then I’m out of here. Wooo. The have triple espresso! Exellent! I’m taking a writing break.

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Wooo! Now that I took three of those triple espressos, I realized I may have made a mistake by trying to give up coffee. It’s so good! Well, no time to write I must have another one!

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Wow! I published a book on one of my coffee inspired writing spree. I’m ashamed. Now, it’s time to return to Talah Rama for my rehab. Until my next coffee, see ya!