What is a poet? An unhappy man who conceals profound anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so fashioned that when sighs and groans pass over them they sound like beautiful music.

As I drink a few small sips of coffee I have come to the sudden realization that the past two-three times I have had coffee in the last month was due to a serious need to be awake. I’ve been doing just fine with warm water and lemon except for once when it did not suffice. Otherwise, I’m no longer as inclined to drink coffee.

Something about pouring in the sugar and milk strikes me as very caloric. And maybe I’m being calorie-phobic here because when I worked as a manager I would frequently get a coffee from Starbucks (a tall or grande skinny something or other – but still!). However, I feel I have to adjust my caloric intake any where possible because I just sit at this desk for 8 hrs of my day. That’s very little movement whereas before I would literally be running from one end of the store to the other. And always standing, or walking around the store. The only time I sat was for my lunch break –  30 minutes. The amount of sitting I do now is … sort of sickening to me.

But coffee is starting to taste a bit poisonous to me now. And my cup is sitting in front of me, half full, and I don’t think I can bear to drink any more. I’ve associated coffee with a luxury I can no longer afford because of my lack of mobility. It’s not a treat, it’s a decadence.

The same can be said for alcohol. Since I no longer feel any strong desire to experience drunkenness I just get this feeling that I am consuming simple carbohydrates devoid of any true nutritional value. Maybe it’s the utilitarian in me that seems to be relinquishing “worldly pleasures.” If it is useless to me, it is banished from my body.

Yep… an hour later my coffee went to waste and I am left with this weird milk aftertaste.

Speaking of milk. I shall endeavor to make cashew milk! With cinnamon and vanilla. MOUTH WATERS.

My shopping cart on Amazon currently has raw organic cashews, goji berries, maca root powder, sprouted rice protein powder, and a nut bag. CHECKOUT.

On a different subject altogether: working on 2014 goals. The concrete kind. Not the vague, broad kind. Not sure if I want to post them publicly though.

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