Soul coffee

I am a drug user. I take caffeine on a regular basis. An imperceptible but legal high and something that I take without thinking, quite possibly sub-consciously, as the withdrawal symptoms kick in, or it gets to that time of day when my habit-formed addiction rules over any other rational thought.

Like any drug, I am sure it can be kicked. Cold turkey, cutting down, go decaf instead of full shot of caffeinated fun. Take it away and its only then you notice it is gone and you want it back.

Coffee is my day to day drug, but right now I have major withdrawal symptoms for something else. Another drug that keeps me sane and is an inseparable part of me, is my family. They are gone away from me currently. My beautiful, funny, sexy wife upon who I depend for so much, for conversation, entertainment and companionship, is out of reach, even on the telephone for the last few days. She has been gone physically for two weeks. And I miss her so much. I crave her voice, her face and just to be in reach to touch her, hold her and all the things that can be so easily taken for granted. I need her, I crave her. This is what love feels like, this is longing. Please know my lover how much I feel for you.

I am also seriously crashing on withdrawal too for my boys. For the delight they can show me and their tender smallness which I am charged with looking after for many years to come. For their funny ways, things they say and the wonder of them.

Daddy misses you.