Ponzi decided to make a cup of coffee this morning. As she pulled the cream out of the refigerator, I knew there was no turning back. I wanted some. I needed some. I haven't had any coffee for several months now. Okay, maybe it was more like weeks – but it felt like years. I can't take coffee every day anymore – or every other day for that matter. My heart just can't take it. Of course, if I'm willing to put up with an irregular cardio rhythm and the feeling like I'm going to stop breathing at any moment – I'd pick up coffee again in a… heartbeat. I can't do it. I shouldn't do it. I musn't start drinking coffee again. She's gonna brew another pot tomorrow, and I'll be tempted to take another cup all over again. Damn you, caffeine. Screw you, Bush (sorry, unless I say something political in a post, I don't get many comments).