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For the last two weeks, my secret best friend has been missing. I searched high and low, all over town, but the supply had run dry. I was used to a particular morning routine and when that best friend was gone, I was devastated. I barely made it to work when I needed to, usually 5 or 10 minutes late, to my co-workers' chagrin. They didn't understand, I don't know if you will either.
The free-basing started innocently enough, mostly out of curiousity. I didn't want to spend the money initially. Seemed out of my reach financially, but the long hours at work and the physical and emotional stress of three high-energy children made me feel as if I had no other choice. I started with one each morning before I went to work, just as a jump start to the day. Pretty soon, I was having it every day, even the days I was home with my kids. What I am saying, especially when I was at home with my kids. I once caught one of my kids getting into it, but she seemed okay, not affected after she put some in her mouth. I was worried, but thankfully, nothing happened.
Two weeks ago, the supply dried up, along with my extra energy and enthusiasm I used to bring to work each day. I was desperate. I stopped at the usual corner places that used to carry it, but I always came out empty-handed. I became depressed, despondent, withdrawn, I even cried after one particularly stressful day last week when three doctors and a back-sassing cafeteria worker yelled at me in frustration. I tried other substances to increase my energy, but nothing worked like my ol' best friend.
Today, the sun shone. On an outing with my family, I discovered one of my sources was again stocked with this best friend I have gone without for 2 weeks, cold turkey. I nearly cried, falling to my knees, overwhelmed with emotion at the thought of feeling that high I had been craving for two weeks. Nothing had come close to replacing that feeling I loved so much.
Yes, Starbucks Doubleshots are again available at my local WalMart Supercenter. My life can now return to "normal," whatever that is.



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Steve - I have also heard of people hooked on diet Coke; my mom thought she could give it up, but the headaches, malaise, and shakes got the better of her. Still hooked although she has tried to swear it off many times.
Scoubidou - thanks - I never thought of this as a Starbucks ad, but I guess it was! Also makes me think of the days about 80 years ago when Coke actually had real cocaine as an ingredient.
Theodora - hope your friend is having better days now - I have heard heroin is the toughest to give up. Out here in the plains states, it's meth.
Walter - O'Henry, oh my! Thanks!
JustJuli - glad someone at the coffeeshop has a sense of humor in their decorating, might as well call a spade a spade.