I like my coffee the way I like myself: Strong, sweet, and too hot for most people.
But can I just take a moment to sing the praises of the java bean and all it does for us?
Coffee doesn't ask difficult questions. Coffee doesn't question your motives. Coffee doesn't gatekeep. Coffee doesn't complain about ho unfair it is that it can't use the same racial slurs Kanye can. Coffee doesn't veil insults behind the guise of constructive criticism.
Coffee just understands.
But the non-facetious answer to the the question of how I like my coffee is this: not super strong, about a quarter cup milk, two sugars and after a good night's sleep on a late Saturday morning with a whole day full of possibilities ahead of me. Or at a table with some of my best friends, talking about our favourite things and joking around so that life doesn't feel so tough. Hell, even late at night when I get a crazy idea to write or for a mechanic during game development.
You know, some of the best cups of coffee I've had haven't been about the coffee itself. But it's been around during the best and worst of times.
So I hope that you, dear reader, get to have an excellent cup of coffee very soon. Or tea, if that's what you fancy. Life can be hard, but imagine living it without something to sip on a cold winter's morning as the frost fogs up the outer glass of your windows.
At least we have that much.
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