Hello, my name is Dylann and I’m a huge fan of coffee. I was going to say coffee “addict,” but I’m not really at that level yet. I only started drinking this past summer and now I drink at least one cup most days, but I can still function without it. I used to think that coffee would stunt my growth or make me crazy jittery, but I got over that pretty quickly. It turns out that coffee has different reactions in each person - not always causing health issues and caffeine dependency - and my reaction was love at first sight taste.
I love coffee a great deal - almost as much as Rory and Lorelai Gilmore from the TV show "Gilmore Girls" (2000-2007). If you don’t know much about the show, basically the two main characters love coffee to an extreme. They drink it like water - twelve cups in the pilot episode alone - it’s kind of their thing. Now, it’s become my thing too.
There have been a few moments when I was an honorary Gilmore Girl in terms of coffee love:
When I set up a Starbucks-level coffee station in my dorm, complete with Keurig, Agave nectar, milk foamer, and cinnamon.
During midterms week, when I went to the library cafe twice a day for that hot cup of hazelnutty goodness.
When the struggle was real at 10 p.m. to not drink coffee and be up all night ... so I woke up really early to satisfy the craving.
When my mom told me I needed to slow down my coffee intake because I was going to build up a caffeine tolerance, and this was my response:
When I asked for an espresso in a restaurant, they only had regular coffee:
When there was free coffee at a lecture but it did not deserve to be called that. I got through about three sips before I threw it out.
When the weight of the world is too hard to bear and only coffee makes it better.
At this point, coffee is the only drug that is acceptable in our society - 54 percent of Americans over the age of 18 drink it every day. Thus, it is not seen as something bad to need coffee to get through the day, even though many people are clearly addicted. I know people who absolutely cannot do anything without having coffee first. When I’m stressed out, I want coffee to calm me down (even though I know caffeine doesn’t work that way), and when I’m tired, I want coffee to wake me up (which isn't always effective). At first, coffee seemed like a miracle. After the first sip, the world seems brighter and clearer and everyone isn’t so annoying. So yes, my latte might be sugary and high in calories, but it makes me happier, so is it really that bad?
Bottom line: I love coffee. It's wonderful, but I don't need it to survive ... even though I'm drinking some right now - that's irrelevant. I'm not an addict. I don't need help, I need another americano.
