I love you--truly. I adore you in all your forms: regular, diet, zero, cherry, black cherry vanilla, vanilla, cherry-vanilla, lime, caffeine free, and caffeine full. I love you in Mexico. I love you in Europe. I'm even obsessed with your friends Mr. Pibb, Dr. Pepper, and your arch-enemy Pepsi. I feel comforted by your bubbly goodness. I like your stomach settling qualities. I enjoy every peppy sip.
But it's over. I'm breaking up with you. I'm sorry. Believe me, this is harder on me than it is on you. See, I've never been hardcore addicted to you, but I've been flirting around for too long. I know coke drinking is not the healthiest habit to have. But I just enjoy you so much. And with my sleep deprived state, I have loved having the occasional soda for a mid-morning pick me up.
But last week the Lord's Word appeared in my mailbox and I realized I need to knock it off. So, I'm gonna. Read all about it here. Basically soda drinking leads to all that is bad. And I'm figuring I don't need more bad in my life. I only enjoyed you once last week. And I haven't had any soda for days now. Anyway, starting January 1, 2009 I'm going completely carbonation-free. No sodas in any way for a year. Then I'll have me a celebratory sip and start over again. I could have one a year, right?
So, this is goodbye, Coke. Thanks for the memories--that first sip in Mexico when I thought I would puke at the Mennonite farm, ordering 32 ouncers at Crest drive up window with Tasha--searching for change to pay for them, and the morning diet lime coke drinking with Adrianne and Mandy in my BYU cohort.
You'll find others who will adore you as much as I have, I'm sure. So, good luck...to both of us.
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