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Coffee: Saving My Life Every Day

As someone with a shameless addiction to coffee, nothing pleases me more than when a new study comes out singing the praises of my drug du jour.

NPR reported on the study and its findings, stating:

Freedman and his colleagues undertook the biggest study yet to look at the relationship between coffee and health. They analyzed data collected from more than 400,000 Americans ages 50 to 71 participating in the NIH-AARP Diet and Health Study.

“We found that the coffee drinkers, they had a modestly lower risk of death than the non-drinkers,” he tells The Salt.

Here’s what he means by “modestly:” Those who drank at least two or three cups a day were about 10 percent or 15 percent less likely to die for any reason during the 13 years of the study. But you don’t necessarily need to be a heavy coffee drinker.

I bolded the parts that spoke to me or, rather, that validated my 3-4 cup a day habit.

Do you see, my mouses? Do you see how now I will live forever?!

I Have No Life.

I made the unfortunate mistake of digging a hole for myself.

Right now I am in the final stretch of completing my masters degree at USC. I am taking a fiction workshop class that meets twice a week, for three hours, and it is challenging.

On top of that, I am working on my thesis and getting my novel finished so I can submit it by Aug. 2nd, the minimum pages required is 120, right now I have 100, but I would like more than that. My goal would be ideally 200 pages completed.

Then! I decided to start taking this Groundlings class, which I love but is also a huge time suck. Again, this one meets twice a week and also for a little over three hours.

I am a freelance writer, that’s what I do, so my job is to write all day. But these classes suck out a huge chunk of time where I could be writing, and so I have to spend the time I have very wisely and work with big cups of coffee in my hand so I can make sure I get everything done.

I have no life. I’ve had to avoid going out with friends so I can work, I get up between 6 and 7 a.m. so that I can get going early in the morning and possibly have an hour to myself.

There have been moments in the past week, since this schedule started, where I feel like shutting my phone off, throwing my computer out the window, and cowering under blankets while Dexter plays in the background because that’s what I think I would like to do, at this very moment.

But alas, I am also a workaholic and my fire is fueled on stress. So, while I’ve been on this complaining rant I also have to admit that I enjoy it, which is terrifying in and of itself.