times past, when I’ve given up coffee (i.e. “stopped taking my meds”), I’ve never gone through these sorts of traumas, but I’ve definitely been much more cranky and irritable, and even tougher to get along with.
Yupper, that chirping bird (and good word-choice, that “chirp:” is it musical or clanging…?) is a proper end note(!) to the haiku. a surprising turn that focuses one’s attention to “be here, now.”