I have decieved myself, conned myself, convinced myself that I have control, that I do not have a problem. Psychologist reffer to this as denial, I never did like psychologists anyway, I call it self preservation. My morning routine changes little as I am a creature of habit. I read the news sites, I read the blogs, I inhale my breakfast, I struggle to wake up, to get going, to get moving, oh, and I also drink my 2 cups of coffee.
2 cups seems harmless right? Maybe. You see I use coffee in much the same way as the Indian Shamans use peyote. Caffenine not only wakes me up it hieighten my senses, opens my eyes, it takes me to the spirit world.
I know for most of you pros out there that 2 cups is nothing and believe me it would be nothing if not for my specialized 45 ounce coffee mug I just can't seem to stray away from. I have received many an angry look from co-workers who stare in disbelief as I drain yet another pot of coffee to fill my over sized mug.
My Ipod is loaded with a special play list for this morning ritual and consists of:
Survivor - The eye of the tiger
Queen - We will rock you
Dolly Parton - I will always love you
The combination of caffeine and music sends me into a trance-like state that I can sustain all day long as I blister through reports, spreadsheets, and thousands of emails.
Listen, did you hear that? There is a dust mite two counties away moving through the grass.