Ten days without coffee

I'm quite proud of myself, actually. But is it doing any good?

Frankly, I feel bad in the morning. I have this expecting taste in my mouth, a real craving for coffee. There's just no substitute to wake you up, to get those juices flowing.

I stopped drinking coffee because I was so nervous. Therefore I switched to stress relieving tea. But as far as I can tell, there are no noticeable changes.

With the latest developments, I feel even more jumpy than before.

Someone robbed the telecom store in our street. Laptops, cell phones, a total worth of seven thousand, all gone. They went through a side window without even damaging it.

Now usually I would shrug and say, "Shit happens." But there are just too many coincidences going on lately.

Logic tells me it can't be that silver van. It's impossible not to notice, with its running engine and blinding lights. Besides, the robbery was last week and the van is still there!

I followed it again yesterday and things were going very smooth. I didn't take my camera with me because I think trying to drive and film at the same time is exactly why I lost the van over and over again. It was going just like in the movies, with one or two cars in between us.

Then a truck pulled in. I had to slow down, lost track of the van and by the time I could speed up again the chase was over.

Still, I'm definitely getting better at this, so who knows?