It's the perfect time just to get away from the mundane.

I'm still talking about coffee.

When we first started dating, I was very concerned by the fact that Punky doesn't drink coffee. How can someone understand me and not drink coffee? We made it through that shaky ground when he admitted to enjoying my morning zombie-with-coffee-mug state. Well, okay then, you can stay.

I didn't like coffee until someone introduced me to cream and suggested that all college frosh must become addicted to coffee or the Dew. I opted for coffee. Since then, what I put in my coffee has evolved.

It started with the sugary, artificial, favored stuff. Heaven, except that it has everything in it that you are supposed to stop eating now. I then moved on to low-fat of the same stuff, thinking I was being healthier. Nope, just got more sugar. Then I moved on to half/half. Though the lack of added flavor was an adjustment, I still thought it yummy. Still high in fat and sugar.

So I switched to whole milk. Less sugar, less yummy but still effective. While this worked, it seemed crazy to have two kinds of milk spoiling in my fridge. So skim it was. And now, having adjusted to JUST SKIM in my coffee, I have decided to try going dairy-free to see its effect on my energy levels.

I'm sipping my first cup of vanilla soy milk-laced coffee as I write this, wondering about life and its ability to evolve and change and stay the same. Change is scary, even if it is just changing what is in your coffee.

I have had a long relationship with Coffee. Coffee is the only one I want to hang out with first thing in the morning. I want Coffee by my side as I eat breakfast, put my make-up on, pick out my outfit. I would make many mistakes without Coffee there to keep me alert.

But Soy? We don't have a long history, so I'll have to warm up to her. She's good for me though...