Day #9: The Love of my Life
You might have thought I already covered this, but let’s make one thing clear: coffee stole my heart long before anyone else.
More than one person has asked me if my tattoo of a teapot was the result of a drunken escapade. Not so – as a matter of fact I have a deep affinity for hot beverages. But it’s not just how coffee tastes – the thing that I’m really drawn to is the gathering of people together that accompanies a pot of joe. Communing this way is a quality of nearly every culture of the world, and many of our differences could perhaps be worked on by sharing a cup.
More than just a caffeine fix, coffee is something that reminds me to slow down and connect with people, share ideas, and explore our differences.