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No More Mochas I had already tried to start cutting down on my caffeine consumption before they committed me. Still, it was a jolt to find that in none of the three places I found myself in could I get any caffeinated beverage. No caffeinated coffee. No sodas. Hell, no chocolate for that matter. Why? Work against our meds, get us riled up, worked up, when instead we were supposed to be good zombies. Even though we could have placebo (i.e., decaf) coffee, it stank too much of the real thing, so I relegated myself to the juices, became partial to apple, and now, on the outside, I find myself buying decaf Lattes.
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