Dear Coffee, I Love You

Amidst the hustle and bustle of a city life, the honking, the sqeaky dooring, the walking from place to place, there is one thing that remains constant.  There isn't a single day that I go without performing the daily ritual.  It starts from the moment I step foot through those glass doors and the aroma of freshly roasted beans swarms around me.  Without fail, I look to my right to see if there are any chairs at the long table, and then to the wooden bars lining the windows if there aren't.  Then, comes the timid waves to the baristas with whom I'm on a first name basis with and then the looming question, "What can I get for you today?" I don't know! I never know! 

I always stare at the menu for a cool minute -  as if I were going to order something new - but what can I say? I'm a creature of habit and there's nothing better than the comfort of knowing that getting my usual might contribute to making this day the best one ever.  

Coffee, thank you for the late nights and helping me getting get my act together.  Without you...I probably would have gotten more sleep and not been in a situation where I get headaches around 6pm everyday if I don't have any caffeine, but HEY - I LOVE YOU.