Coffee: Barrie’s Blend Drip, office coffee; I was out of beans so I brewed at the bank. The color was like flat cola. The taste wasn’t far from that.
Every kid’s out early on Christmas vacation. They’re stalking the parking lot in posses, preening colorful sweaters, eyeing this free time like it’s the last two weeks to live.
I talked to a woman today who just got back from the Amazon. A cruise, twenty-two days on the river. Her favorite words were ‘luxury’ and ‘they.’ An example: “We were in such luxury on the ship, and we got to see how they lived in the little villages when we stopped.” At one point, she mentioned fishing for piranhas. And I thought that must be awful to fish for little nibbling hunters biting up the river just like her.
It’s a manic Friday, at least with the weather. Wind whips up, then it’s calm and warm and sunny, and then there’s clouds and rain. Temper tantrums.
I had a Subway sandwich again because I wanted to be part of something in aggregate: part of the small, hurried communities of shopping-center interlopers who live and breath and work to be the kind of people that hunt pirhanas, but that will never get there, and so have kept their soul.
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4 thoughts on “Coffee Log, Day 303”
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I really enjoyed your post. I almost felt like I was “you” for a moment…gazing out at the hoodlums, and drinking a crummy cup of office coffee.
As a coffee blogger, it was nice to step out of these shoes and into someone else’s…even if the coffee was bad. Hehe thank you 😊
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Thanks! One of the things I love about coffee – good or bad – is how it’s this kind of cultural bedrock. Most people you meet start their days with it and it brings us all together (except those energy drink aficionados, can’t trust em!). So us coffee bloggers gotta stick together!
Very true my fellow coffee writer!