Fine coffee and healthy caffeine can improve constipation

About constipation.

This must be a problem in many people's lives. As far as I know, there are three kinds of constipation: chronic constipation, intermittent constipation and chronic intermittent constipation. And this third kind, is the most common "urban hidden disease".

Despite the claims of countless medical experts and nutritionists over the years that coffee has all sorts of harmful effects on the human body, what makes pigmentation worsen a woman's skin, what makes a woman infertile, what makes calcium loss faster... I think even if these harmful effects are true (in fact, most of them are nonsense), coffee still has a benefit that cannot be replaced by other drinks--coffee can promote intestinal motility and improve constipation.

This is a blow to those who claim instant coffee is caffeine-free and therefore not coffee at all. To tell you the truth, I occasionally get Nescafe instant coffee, which I usually don't drink at all, and I don't throw it away immediately. Once I'm constipated, I take out a packet and take it quickly to solve the problem. Don't laugh at me. This little column can't describe the joy of feeling light and comfortable when constipation is solved in one fell swoop.

Of course, there is constipation that coffee can't stop, and this constipation often happens to columnists. Three times a week, which is roughly the same as the biological rhythm of the human body. My experience is that of these three times, one is a flow, one is a flat pass, and one is simply ugly-which is roughly equivalent to biological rhythm. At times like this, my special remedy is Haruki Murakami's essay collection.

The six Murakami Essays published many years ago by Shanghai Translation Publishing House have been turned into rags by me. Most of them are collections of Murakami's columns in Japanese magazines. Murakami writes about everything, about cats who live to be twenty-one, about similarities between high school girls and pencils, about rum, coffee and German sausages, and of course about the pain of not thinking much. Among most good columnists, there are witty, talented, respected and professional columnists, but it is also rare for columnists like Murakami to have a people-friendly temperament, unconsciously have a halo on their bodies, and do not deliberately provide readers with a huge amount of information.

Every time I feel speechless, I make a cup of coffee, sit and read Murakami's essays, and unconsciously relax, feel open, and the relationship with readers is no longer as stiff as I imagined. Well, coffee and Murakami essays are the ultimate solution to all my constipation problems.