Dreamt that I was having coffee with my old self - well, she was drinking coffee, I was having tea - and I decided to give her some advice. Hey, listen, you look gorgeous, you don't need makeup, do yourself and don't date him, or him, relax a little. Do some yoga. And, for god's … Continue reading Coffee with my old Self
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Pre-Coffee
blankness, heavy behind my eyes. i can feel thoughts struggling to form, almost, almost, heading to the forefront, moving like molasses, collecting into a pool and rising into a figure i can almost make it out - and it collapses onto itself, spills and separates. how long have i been sitting here? how long has … Continue reading Pre-Coffee
Cigarettes and Comfort
Someone walked past me while I was sitting in Starbucks (again). While the passing is not necessarily a novelty, something else struck me as he passed- his smell. Now, I know what you're thinking, most simply "ew." However, I am here to dispel any thoughts of disgust or annoyance. Because his smell didn't so much … Continue reading Cigarettes and Comfort
The Long Awaited Love Story About Coffee: Coffee II
Today I'm writing about iced coffee. My friend Mirelle introduced me to a certain type of beverage called the "soy vanilla latte," a drink that I find to be extremely entertaining to think and write about. Think about it- you have this massive cup on the table, a warm breeze, a notebook. What else to … Continue reading The Long Awaited Love Story About Coffee: Coffee II
