It is not just a beverage, it is not just a something you need to get out of your sleep, it is not just another cup of milk or water with some chemical, it is an agent of souls.
Wherever you go, you’ll find different coffees. Someone likes it strong, someone likes it mild and someone is all about the aroma. But whatever coffee you have, there is always something special about it. Something special about the coffee, something special about the one making it and something special about the moment.
Coffees are not made without a reason, it is always an occasion if it isn’t the coffee makes it one. It is all in the moment.
The aroma, the taste, always takes you back in time. Takes you to the times when you had that coffee. It could be a trip up to the highest motorable road, where you had a cup by the road, with your biking gang. It could be a familiar taste in a different country, a taste that reminds you of home.
If could be a different aroma, something that doesn’t smell like coffee. But it could be the same cup, the same settings, and the same aroma you smelled, when you were here the last time, looking into her eyes. It could the last sip and it reminds of your hostel, where you ran out of milk and everyone got just one sip and worked the entire night.
A lot happens over coffee. People come together, people split apart, companies are formed, companies are taken over, deals are cracked, startups get investments, someone is missed and someone feels loved. It is not coffee, it is an agent of souls.