a collection of certainly special, uniquely unusual, and equally momentous thoughts: memoirs of me

Monday, June 4, 2012


Okay people, I have some bad news. 

I’ve felt for a while now the need to get this off my chest. It’s something that’s been on my mind a lot lately, as is custom when you have an addiction as bad as mine. 

There, I said it. I have an addiction. 

It’s as bad as any in the book and I don’t know how to stop it. I think about doing it every day and crave it again at night. I thought it would get better once I moved to DC but nothing has changed. 

I know it’s costing me so much time and energy but I just can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. 

Why is this so hard for me?

The good news is that I know of a couple other people who have the same problem. We talk about it and can really support each other. We understand what each is going through. The bad news that is then we all cave and our addiction to the same thing deepens.  And then we do it together

Hello, my name is Hannah, and I’m addicted to CafĂ© Rio. 

Anyone want to go tonight, or tomorrow, or the day after that? I'm always available.