Today I went back to my routes. No more frozen drinks. Just a good old-fashioned Pumpkin Spice Latte. It is uneventful. It is unremarkable.

It is unclear to me if I am less disgusted by today’s PSL because it is better, in many ways, than its iced brethren, or if the challenge is nearing its successful conclusion. I am, I must admit, not far off from actually enjoying this drink. The first few sips were painful, to be sure, but its warmth and familiar flavours are not entirely lost on me.

See you next week.