I think anyone who knows me, knows I love coffee…

I love the idea of coffee. I love the smell of coffee. I love creating a cup ‘a joe. I’d probably love growing, harvesting, and roasting coffee – should i be so blessed with the opportunity.

I love the variety; the different types of orders.

And mostly, I love it strong, brisk, and bitter.

I like it standing up, dancing… it should leave a stain in the cup – an oil slick of love.

And this morning? I was very grateful for an equator latte w/ oat milk – double that double shot, please.