Holy crap. If you go off coffee for 2 weeks and then go back on, you are in deep trouble.

Sunday night's 10- or 12-oz cup had me up past 3 AM with a racing heart. The I woke up Monday for work still with a racing heart. Tonight (Tuesday) I decided I could risk another cup.  Drank around 9 oz between 8:30 and 10, sipping slowly... it's 3 AM again and I am wiiiide the hell awake.

Two-plus weeks ago, for the past 10-plus years, I'd drink 16 oz every morning, then another 20 or so after dinner, feel normal, and conk out at 1 or 2 AM. 

I get it now: I get how people quit heroin, then months later go back for juuuust one more, and DIE. Because whatever dose you were used to, you are not built for that dose anymore.

I guess on the up side, it only takes two weeks to flush coffee out of your system, if you want to? Heroin is probably more involved. I hereby reaffirm my commitment to never trying heroin. Coffee is weird enough.

At least, though, I did okay with the writing while hopped up. I went through Chalene's notes on five chapters of Laurena Part Two, rewrote a couple of troubled paragraphs, added a new paragraph about witchcraft, then took it out (maybe for use in Part Three), and made a bunch of notes about issues I gotta track on my next read-through.

Plus I'm still stupid wide awake, so I can do yet more. Lessee...

Tonight's playlist through this no-blinking-a-thon, if you're curious, has been four Elvis Costello albums, Arcade Fire, Alanis Morrisette (she is underappreciated these days), April March, and now Ashley Monroe, which is country. Country is good but you have to be selective. Ashley Monroe just makes the cut. I should probably turn it off, though, since music helps me stay awake and the goal needs to be falling asleep soon.