When I was younger and we still had the horses my morning on my days off usually looked like this: Getting up, feeding the horses. Then having a cup of tea and breakfast. Then cleaning out the stables and then having a coffee before riding out. Especially in the colder months of the year that cup of coffee tasted extra good. I also remember very clearly being a child and waking up to the smell of coffee my mom had already made. It was almost like an alarm for me and although then I did not drink coffee it made me hungry for breakfast and I just loved its smell. I don’t remember when I started drinking coffee but I became what I would call a coffee addict. When I was at work and it was really busy coffee kind of became my energizer. Eventually I realized that I had to slow down, that I had to cut back on the amount of coffee I drank.
I still drink my cup of coffee mid morning and then another one in the afternoon. It’s not the same anymore as I don’t smell like horses. It’s also not the same anymore as I don’t do the same work any longer. Melbourne has a huge coffee culture for which I’m really thankful. It’s not difficult to get your hands on good quality coffee.
It’s funny how a “simply” beverage like coffee can have such a huge social side as well. How often do we organize a catch up over coffee? How often do we start a chat with someone while waiting for our coffee? And how nice is it to sit down with a friend over a cup of coffee and maybe a piece of cake or any other nice treat and enjoy the conversation, the beverage and the treat…
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