A hill of beans...

Been drinking coffee now for a good solid month after many uncounted years of zero joe in my life. I am seeing all the tiny increments of addiction played out before and inside of me - elation, catharsis, racing thoughts, sweat, new outlook, jonesing, yearning, looking forward to morning, just 2 cups a day, fetishizing brands and beans, why do I feel sleepy?, I can't sleep, my skin prickles, we're out of coffee, my tongue tastes like dirt, Starbucks sucks, talking about coffee, I can't feel it, I should stop, I need it. Actually, I'm still at two cups a day, and I think I could maintain this level for a while. Who knows? This is why I stay away from crack.