Thursday. Good and bad news. The good news is I've had a really good day, the mind sharp, the energy up and it's lasted through the evening. The bad news is it seems to be the result of not drinking coffee in the morning and no alcohol at night. And taking an anti-acid Prilosec every day like a good little kid. No alcohol. No coffee. No shit. I begin to comprehend the concept “using artificial methods” to prolong life.
True, but so what? I can live without coffee. I bought a book on the Japanese tea ceremony last week. I drink tea, but I can't say I like tea. Maybe learning about the tea ceremony will show me a way into the stuff. The non-caffinated herbal-lemon stuff. Which, I sense from glancing through the first few pages, has nothing to do with the green ceremonial tea practiced by actual Zen tea people. And alcohol? Who knows, I'd gone some years without much interest in it a decade ago, I guess I can do it again. Or is that true? Do I just not remember my alcohol consumption during that decade? What do I remember of that decade, this decade later? Either way, I can make do with tea. The other “tea”. On a Thursday. Here in Oakland.
Friday. Thank god it is.