Coffee

when I find myself sitting in my living room chair

early in the morning on the weekend

desperately drinking the coffee that I normally love to savor

to satisfy that part of my brain that rules this addiction

I make the decision to stop that regular afternoon infusion at work

so that when I forget to partake on the weekend

I won’t find myself sitting in my living room chair

early in the morning

with a temple-to-temple headache that screams for caffeine

gulping down draughts of Colombian dark roast

I can hear my children laughing

I’ve been here before

My name is Nancy and I’m a coffee addict