If you and I were having coffee, what would you be saying? Would you be standing waiting for the coffee to be ready and shoot off with it? Would you be sitting down or moving around the place?
I love these questions and I thank the Reader who asked them 🙂
I know coffee is surely important but I’ve never thought of putting it in writing before…
If you ask me, coffee is the first and most sacred moment of my day for which being sited on a comfy sofa is strictly required. Hopefully accompanied by a croissant I can dunk in and eat…
It’s the moment where I enjoy silence and peace and when the aroma is all I can smell
It’s the moment where sleepy thoughts mesh with the real ones: “Bubbles, a war, pedicure, the boss, a party… Where’s my coffee…?”
I have experimented in the past with not having coffee in the morning and the day simply didn’t work at all. It’s probably because of both my mom and dad raised me with the delicious aroma of fresh coffee every morning that it became such a fundamental element in my life. Friends like Tea, Eleonora, Rebecca and Anna will probably nod as they read these lines in approval 🙂
If we were having coffee I’d probably tell you how much I love coffee first
Life begins after coffee…
Everybody should believe in something… I believe I’ll have another coffee.
Wake up… and smell the coffee.
After a few sips I’ll probably feel more awake and ready to talk more. I’d tell you about my amazing week ends on the road with Chris the Travel Buddy. I’d tell you about future trips I’m planning, I’d tell you how much I adore mornings at 9 am.
It’s not a ritual, really, it’s more as a meditation moment that normally lasts 45 minutes / 1 hour where I quietly enjoy my caffelatte and read the news off my phone, see what family and friends are up to and how my blog is going this morning 🙂
The magic of coffee. But I’m Italian, so there is only one way I can fully express my devotion to coffee: