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Monday, January 07, 2008

An Open Letter

An Open Letter to My Worst Habit

Dear Diet Coke,

It's been 7 days since I walked out on you. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about you every minute of every day since then. We have a history, you and I. A bond that no one else shared, just you and me. Diet Coke, I still reach for you in the mornings on my way to work. Without you I've been nodding off on my daily commute. Shhh, Diet Coke, that will be our little secret. Sometimes, when I am immersed in my thoughts at work, I extend my hand to grab you on my Logo Agogo coaster that sits on my desk, but you are not there, Diet Coke, you are not there.

I've fought with my inner voices telling me that you aren't that bad for me. I can take you back slowly and in more healthy portions. But no! No, Diet Coke. If I can not have all of you and maintain a healthy lifestyle, than I would rather not have you at all. Shh, don't cry Diet Coke. You are not the only one suffering from this. My neurological system is also suffering. It misses the daily stimulation you provided and, in rebellion, has started to shut down during crucial periods in the day as if to tell me, "I Loved Diet Coke too, and I didn't want us to leave! I hate you for breaking us up!"

But, Diet Coke, I need more time. I think another week and the pain and cravings will start subsiding. I will remember the good times. But bad boys can't make life partners. So I must move on to more stable liquids. My parents said water is doing well these days. I'll miss you.

Colleen Koenig

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Meet my little friend, Caffiene Free Diet Coke.

... Mom

January 07, 2008 10:31 PM  
Blogger parenting noobs said...

That's funny.
Yes, water is doing well these days... and it's usually free! Another great "selling" point!

January 08, 2008 8:16 AM  
Anonymous Shannon (Wild Texas) said...

I can't seem to walk out on my Bad Boy... he's a Doctor... well, he tells everyone he is. Dr Pepper. We still see each other way too much, even though he's weighing me down--literally. I need to make a clean break, but I haven't been as strong as you, Colleen.

Maybe one day, sooner than later, I'll be able to pen a similar "Dear John" letter to my Doctor, and be free of his overly sweet persona, his cold embrace.

What is this "water" you speak of? Does it come in a can? Does it fizz? ;)

January 24, 2008 11:31 PM  
Blogger KCKoenig said...

Good luck with the Dr. We used to have a thing back in college - but he made me gain a lot of weight and I had to drop him as well :).

What to say about water....he grows on you. At first he was totally unattractive - and I thought our relationship was d.o.a....but after I got past the corny jokes - I realized he's not so bad. I'm gonna ride this one out :) and see how it goes!

January 28, 2008 9:29 PM  

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