I drink a lot of coffee.

I’m sure I’m not alone in this confession, but I thought I’d make it regardless.

I drink so much in a day that I’ve set a cut-off limit of 5pm, anything later and I increase my chances of having night-terrors. Now, instead of night-time misadventures, I find myself cramming cups in the hour leading up to 5pm, causing me to be a tweaking twitchy mess of a person.

When I first moved to China, up in a small town just outside of Dalian in China’s north-east, it was a hassle to even track…