i'm addicted to coffee two

i'm addicted to coffee two - As the hot, creamy-foam of my...

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As the hot, creamy-foam of my double, non-fat, extra-hot latte hit my lips I had to sigh from the weight of memories that fell around my shoulders. Sitting in that warm bistro with its red walls and squishy worn out sofas brought back uncountable memories of random points in my life that are connected with my happy addiction. So much of my life had been determined by this famous drink, most of it by chance. I met my first serious boyfriend in a bistro, my first job was at a coffee shop, and my childhood memories can be sewn together with the image of my mother and me drinking coffee with our breakfast. Meeting and reconnecting with old friends, countless all-nighters, and settling my nerves all happened with the help of this beverage. Sometimes, though, I feel like my favorite beverage is criticized for negative effects almost as much as alcohol. How could something that has shaped my life so much have negative effects? I can’t imagine something this crazy. I haven’t suffered from any serious health related problems because of coffee, if anything, it has helped to carve out my life and help me discover who I am. I am addicted to coffee, horrendously addicted. My day starts with an enormous stainless steel mug that without which, would lead to a pounding headache lasting all day. For twelve years I have heard the rumors from people that it will stunt my growth, stain my teeth, cause bad breath, and insomnia. Although those were some good reasons to stop, I kept on drinking coffee. After working at a coffee shop for six years, I came to discover that coffee actually has some positive social and health related aspects. I know it sounds crazy, but if I hadn’t been drinking coffee for the past thirteen years, I would not be the person that I am today. My friend Rhonda also had similar reasons for starting to drink coffee. She watched her aunts and mother drink coffee after a big dinner or just to chat and she wanted to join the social world of coffee drinking. When she was in grade school, she would beg her mother for some coffee, and her mother told her that she could taste it but also told her that she wouldn’t like it. Her grandmother would say, “You aren’t going to like it, it’s a grown-up drink!” After trying it,
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This note was uploaded on 04/18/2008 for the course BIO 102 taught by Professor Haworth during the Spring '08 term at Marquette.

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