I am not a coffee enthusiast, neither an addict as some people are. I just drink coffee occasionally and completely eliminated the drink when I got pregnant two years ago.
But right at this moment when all my senses are kind of shutting down voluntarily just to shoo away my current negative environment I just felt the need to grab a mug and fill it up with hot water and make a creamy coffee, like what my colleague just did and is now having his crispy sips.
Coffee is an unsung hero. Whether you’re in the office, at home, or after a good date. It’s very useful even in the tropical country such as mine. What more in the cold places.
I think it’s a universal friend. Whether you’re rejoicing or in emotional pain, it’s good to have by your side. The rich and the poor dwell in its comforting sensation.
Here’s to a mug of coffee!