I have measured out my life with coffee spoons

I've measured out my life with this image I keep borrowing from Marcelo Souza too.

People who drink coffee see and hear things that aren't there, says a new study.

Well, duh. Of course they do. They're called novelists.

Anyway, here's an article in the Independent on the report, and here's an extract:

"People who consume coffee and other caffeinated products are more likely to have hallucinations, according to a study published today.

The more caffeine students had, the more likely they were to hear voices, smell things and see things that were not there, researchers at Durham University found. They suggested that increased levels of the hormone cortisol caused by caffeine could be behind the link."

Bad science is forever with us. Next time I hope they'll obey best practice, control properly for bias, and ask the students how many of them sip their cappuccino while trying to write their first novel, play, or epic poem.

T.S. Eliot put in best, in the best poem of the last century, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock:

"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;

I know the voices dying with a dying fall

Beneath the music from a farther room."

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to sink a pot of Lavazza Rosa, and hallucinate the last chapter of Jude: Level 2.