This morning, I watched Laura eat leftover chinese food with a Mountain Dew for breakfast. When I mentioned how strange a thing that was to eat at that hour, she said it was the breakfast of champions. I immediately pointed out that the true breakfast of champions is coffee and cigarettes. Everybody knows that. I practically survived on it in college.
But it got me thinking. I quit smoking over two years ago now. I rarely drink coffee anymore, especially in the morning, because it gives me heartburn. And suddenly, I feel kind of old, like I’m a subdued version of my former self. The thing is, I’m pretty okay with that. I like this version of me.