Addiction

Monday, 21 June 1999
This weekend has begun. Saturday commences but I struggle to start up. It is like my blood is too thick to flow easily though my veins. I usually start the weekend with an easy going breakfast and a mug of strong coffee. The breakfast is fine, but the coffee is finished. Go shopping now? No thanks, the Saturday shopping jam does not appeal to me.

A fierce headache emerges in the course of the morning. It wasn't the best of days yet, and now this. Slowly I start to realise that the slow start and the headache are related: lack of caffeine. During weekdays I often literally take a distance from paper prototypes, keyboard, screen and Smalltalk. I'll walk around, go for some coffee or make a sanitary stop. Those walk arounds help me to organise my thoughts with a bit of background processing.

One of the numerous cups of coffee As a result I consume enormous quantities of coffee on weekdays. This is not an ordinary headache, these are sheer withdrawal symptoms. Addicted, that's what I am, to hot water that oozed through grained burned beans, (The HHGTTG, www.Bol.com/...), sugar free to make things worse. This Saturday is an unmitigated Cold Turkey experience!

Fortunately the dealer is within walking distance. I can get rid of my withdrawal symptoms within a quarter of an hour. The thought alone makes my blood run faster. Long live the liberal policy that tolerates caffeine addicts!

Till next week!
Nut