Let There Be Coffee
Learning how to drive was easy. But did I learn how to stay on the road?
Time stops right before the first sip of coffee. For the duration of my cup, it’s almost as though my soul steps into a vortex of serenity and flow. The pleasure of having my cappuccino in a real ceramic mug is akin to the exhilarating sensation of driving a naturally aspirated V8 engine—a classic American Ford truck.
As I lick the foam off my mustache, I hear the comforting sound of the mug hitting the saucer. Natural light floods my space, and people around me are wearing oversized sweaters in soothing, neutral colors. It’s comforting to sit in silence, basking in the energy of potentiality for the day.
This is why I deeply enjoy sitting at a coffee shop; the air is fluttering with possibility. Coffee shops are where creators gather, pulling from the collective ether. We connect to WiFi and to each other; even when everyone has their face glued to a screen, our energetic bodies interact, and for someone like me, this can be energizing.
Ah! The morning coffee ritual is so pure and beautiful; it gets to be an official component of my healthy diet. Even during rare moments when I abstain from coffee, simply sitting down at a coffee shop and becoming one with its underlying cosmic flow is a pleasure encapsulated in the lightness of being.
Why is it that coffee is rarely the best part of a coffee-shop?
Part of me dreams of forever sitting in a coffee shop, living life through the screen, taking meetings, meeting people and making phone calls in a delightfully curated cozy space filled with natural light. Yes, please!
We’re off to find the perfect spot: a table and chair at just the right height, next to an outlet, facing the entrance, by the window with views of the sky and preferably a plant nearby. All this, in the middle of the buzz, is perfect for tunnel visioning into my world, plucking at the existential harp strings of creativity.
And in walks a beautiful girl, perhaps in her late 20s, with brunette hair, golden skin, and a kind smile. For a moment, my energy ushers her in. She notices and glances at me politely, giving no invitation to engage. Perfect! I get to focus on my first task. Finally, the first key strikes!
