Going by that image, you would be right in assuming I have… feelings… for coffee. This is my little ode to the beautiful brew. I’m one day shy of 9 months into being a non-smoker. (Weeeeeeee!) I’ll admit, I have used caffeine as my replacement drug. But you know what? Me (and my shaky hands) are okay with that.
I love that even after many, many years of being a coffee drinker, going out for a cup of coffee still feels special somehow. It’s a stolen moment, a time to regroup, an affordable self-indulgence that is available around every corner.
Oh, coffee, I do love you so…
All images taken by me. View my original (slightly ironic, given the circumstances) ode to coffee here.