Dear Coffee,

I love you.  I’m so sorry we keep breaking up and then getting back together again month after month. The internet and fertility books advise me to limit your presence in my life but I still pine for you so much. One month, I will give you the silent treatment, refusing to even say hello to you in the morning. Another month, I will attempt to limit you and even (gasp!) cheat on you with your not so good-looking decaffeinated half cousin. Continue reading »