Earlier this year I unintentionally got some information about healthy eating. (Now I think I was better off living in the dark). I found out all about how bad sugar and caffeine are for you, not to mention milk. So, in a noble attempt to do the right thing, take a stand for my health and exercise a little bit of self control I swore off (oh, gosh)
While I may be eating healthier than I ever have, and while I feel better and stronger, my new healthy habit does not make room for one of my true loves –
I love you Starbucks and I miss you with all of my heart. I miss the way you used to greet me every morning. I miss waiting in that long line with all of the other addicts, paying way too much for something that is oh so very bad. I miss walking through your doors and feeling like I’m home. I miss your foamy, frothy, chocolaty taste and the way that your desserts would call to me as I would wait in line to order my Grande, Skinny Mocha, Extra Mocha –
Whip it. (Can you feel my pain?)
Every time I pass you by (and you are everywhere) I pause and choke back a mocha starved tear.
I may have lost a pound or two and I’m feeling better than ever, but I vow that we will one day be together again.
Until that time, my mocha,
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