Addiction is a bad thing, continual reliance on substances, situations (etc) other than what you require in order to maintain your life isn't generally considered to be a bad thing.
Expectation is the mother of disappointment, expecting one thing and suddenly being presented with that which you did not expect is a bitter pill, ironically in this case - which I am slowly leading to - to swallow.
Taste and smell are often considered the sharpest senses for triggering memory, reaction, thoughts and so on.
Are we all settled down now? Good, then I'll begin...
I had a bad nights sleep last night, I didn't really manage to doze much at all. Consequentally I feel somewhat (more) lethargic this morning and not being a coffee fiend I decided that a packet of olops would be just the ticket to pick me up.
After a brief creative spell possibly brought on by low blood sugar I popped a couple into my mouth, my body ready for the buzz that would virtually instantly flow though me like a tingle over my skin as I tasted them.
Have you ever had a sugar rush? I mean
really had a sugar rush. Coffee doesn't touch it, it's like... like... it's like a shiver that travels over you down from your neck to your toes and fingers, a subconcious reaffirment of every nerve in your body for about half a second before
wham you grab the rollercoaster and it drags you up from the low and drives you up, up, up towards a carbohydrate fuelled peak.
Thats what I was expecting anyway.
( Reality is a cruel mistress )