It’s amazing how a cup of coffee refashions the usual way of things.
I had my first sip when I was a whimsical lass at six with nothing to
worry about but the dresses of my little paper dolls which I unfailingly
tended. Its hotness coincided with its bitterness. I thought it was a perfect tool to
keep a sleepy soul hypervigilant which is probably the reason why my grandmamma
necessitates at least a cup whenever she feels like dosing off. But now that I’m
already 19, a cup of coffee means so much more to me than only that.
I do not fancy grandiose coffee shops with sophisticated ambiances. I
would rather go for the delectable taste over the eminent brand. Believe it or
not, the best cup of coffee I have ever tasted can be bought in an infamous spot
here in our city- a side street. But that doesn’t keep me away from posh coffee
shops whenever I need a quiet place to study or a venue for my regular
pondering/decision making.
| An invigorating cup of coffee at Business Inn |
Coffee is not just a mere antidote to combat sleepiness but to me, it
serves as a mediator. It binds me and my prized friends despite our busy
schedules. We have our random coffee rendezvous just for the purpose of sharing
and knowing the ensuing updates about our flamboyant lives. We don’t want to
miss out on anything like the latest sexual venture of one or the demise of the
love affairs of another. Each coffee session is unplanned which makes it even
more thrilling.
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| Anika, me, Fea and Nikki during one of our random coffee rendezvous |
Yes, it keeps me awake to lambast those forbidding deadlines, invigorates
my animo and slaps me really hard to face back reality when I already hear the
words, “Earth calling Sophia” and I’m already being summoned in the midst of my
daily daydreaming. However, beyond those conspicuous reasons rises the
oblivious fact that without it, I might not be able to see my friends that
often. We all have our own itineraries to attend to and having a cup of coffee functions
as the perfect alibi to escape from all our worldly obligations and be one of
the rumormongers in “Blabbermouthlandia”. But, we don’t just talk, we also
listen. We open our ears while simultaneously opening our hearts to hear each story
and give our emphatic sentiments.
Yes, it’s truly amazing how a cup of coffee refashions the usual way
of things and as years go by, I hope to have countless coffee sessions with my
girls no matter how busy we’ll be.
P.S. I thank the kind and
understanding attendants at Business Inn for religiously refilling our cups with
more coffee even before we call them to do so, complete with the package of creamer
and fresh milk to set the mood.

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