Coffee | Weekend

I’ve had my first caffeine in two and a half weeks in order to celebrate my seemingly returning good health.

I’ll probably still stay off it for the next week, but my parents bought some cakes for me from a fantastic bakery in town so it was worth celebrating. Double-espressos all round, and no better than our own coffee.

The strange is still strange and I’ve always said I don’t have a problem with it except when it conflicts with my pragmatic life, i.e. work. The problem comes in where I don’t always perceive the strangeness as the intrusion; often I regard work as the interruption to my strangeness which overall, I really prefer. I do not hate work though, so I struggle through it as best I can. Money is a good thing to have, it allows us to spend on nice things and more importantly, spend on each-other; more than spending money on music, films and (much less often) video-games, I absolutely love spending money on other people, or on experiences that we share together.

It’s perhaps a mark of my good health that Max is coming over this afternoon, I haven’t seen him in a while and I’ve just started to feel well enough to see people. A good sign.