Last week, an acquaintance explained to me at some length how he’d managed to give up coffee. I’m a deeply committed coffee-drinker, so I must confess I wasn’t very interested hearing his tactics.
But what did interest me was the fact that he didn’t have any particular reason to give up coffee. No, it didn’t make him jittery, and it didn’t hurt his stomach, and as long as he stopped drinking it after dinner, it didn’t mess with his sleep.
“So why give it up?” I asked.
He didn’t really have a good explanation. I got the impression that he felt that he just ought to give it up, because he enjoyed it too much; there had to be something “wrong” or addictive or unhealthy about liking his morning coffee to such a degree.
Read the rest of this post at Gretchen Rubin’s The Happiness Project and get her take on why the happiness factor of her morning coffee is great enough that she plans to never, ever give it up.
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I’m Marissa, can-do-ologist, perpetual Curious George, and daily adventurer. 
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mad props to that
Coffee, I just gotta have my coffee!