I'm not too fond of the taste of coffee.I cannot stand the bitterness at times, and the coffee our vending machine at work spits out...seriously seems like a residual of boiled cigarette butts.
But somehow coffee , over the last few years, has become an inseparable part of life.
The gorgeous warm smell.
The feel of a crowded cafe bursting with coziness.
Snuggling up to someone with a glass of cold coffee,after a hard days work ,on summer evenings.
Walking down a windy road with a coffee cup warming your hands.
Dissecting life, professors and everything around you , with friends over ten buck cold coffee after tiring lectures.
Pouring out a cup from the vending machine on days when the work load is too much and a coffee break is a valid excuse to steal a few minutes away from the laptop.
Catching up with buddies at work who otherwise are too busy ,over a cup of coffee that you will either gulp down in distaste or will just pour and never drink.
Coffee breaks have a whole different dimension to them , which is way way beyond just the beverage itself.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
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