me and my cup of coffee…
Wednesday, February 8th, 2006me and my cup of coffee used to be an indulgence… often enjoyed with sheer delight to the last drop. often times indulged in one of my coffee spot of the moment… which (thanks to the advent of coffee aficionados) have been painstakingly created to look and feel like an extension of my living room or even my bedroom with the finest jazz music flowing in the background.
me and my cup of coffee used to be an escape… to reality, to problems, to responsibilities and work… to anything i wanted to escape from. the coffee shop my hideaway… and my cup of coffee my refuge. i can just get lost with my thoughts and daydreams… be in another place, in another time with the company of my cup of coffee…
me and my cup of coffee used to be a brainstorming session when enjoyed with the company of my friends… over a friend’s overwhelming lovelife, on somebody’s new hairstyle…on anything and everything under the sun. i used to escape in a coffee shop in 6750 makati when i needed an inspiration for a new design when i used to work in a design job some years ago. seemed like my thoughts clear and work better when i have a rendezvous with my cup of coffee.
these days… me and my cup of coffee have sadly became an errand. often forcibly accomplished on the run… to work, while doing shopping or grocery, while getting ready for work or in between paperwork and treatments. it’s aroma never enjoyed and taste not even savored… just drowned in a big gulp making sure it is done and over with… so i could proceed to what i was doing or what i was gonna do next.
that is the story of me and my cup of coffee… i hope one day, we will be able to enjoy each other’s company like we used to.
P.S. and pretty please… can someone teach these americans to relax! they are just driving me nuts!!!
