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To Write High, Or Not?
Different Drugs Do Different Things To Us
It's 6:12 a.m. I've been awake since 4:35 a.m., awakened by another disturbing dream as real as life. My mind bothers itself with the images of the dream, and I'm upset for no real-world reason. But I'm excited to begin my daily routine: brew coffee, drink a giant slug of water, sit in my chair reflecting on my dreams, then read and wonder if I'll ever make sense of myself or the world I live in.
After I shake off the dream buzz, good or bad, the coffee maker calls me to the task, “Cliff, I’m ready for you. It’s time to start your daily coffee buzz.”
Depending on the day, the coffee takes too long to brew or is ready as soon as my journal entry is done. Today, the coffee brews on time, and instead of letting last night's crappy dream bother me, I delve into a book I'm reading on how to be a better writer. It's Storycraft, Second Edition: The Complete Guide to Writing Narrative Nonfiction by Jack Hart. It's a great read.
In being still and present during my morning ritual, my inner writer tells me when to move to my keyboard. “It’s time to write, Mr. Seat of the Pants.”
But before I go to my office, I pour my fifth cup of medium roast Scandinavian blend coffee I purchased from Sprouts. I think about being high on coffee. I wonder if…
