by Mary McMyne
LAFAYETTE, LA -
This afternoon, aside from running my dog, all I did was sleep.
After a temporary hiatus from caffeine for health reasons, I had bought a twelve pack of diet coke the week before. I’ll just have one a day, I told myself, all smiles and rainbows in the artificial light of the grocery store. Everything will be fine. But everything was not fine. The first day I had one can. The second day I had two. By the third, I was hitting the soda machine at the college where I teach like a crack fiend. (more…)