I find it incredible how we can start to remember certain pleasant moments through a simple aroma. Although, perhaps for many, it's no longer just a simple aroma.
I may have become a bit addicted to the act of holding a cup of coffee in my hands, pausing for a minute to take in its aroma, and trying to engrain that small moment into my memory. I might even believe that, more often than not, I'm not just seeking a pleasant coffee to indulge my palate but also to use that powerful phrase, "I deserve it."
Am I aging, or is this part of growing up?
Yesterday, I passed by a place that opened its doors in the city about two months ago. Due to various reasons, I hadn't had the chance to stop by, enter, and see the space in more detail, let alone try any of the products they prepare there.
I have to say I entered with two purposes, one of which was to take a couple of photos to share my experience of the place and some of its flavors. But, honestly, I think I failed in that regard
That place had some background music playing, and then when I started to smell the aroma of the coffee, I quickly began to think about those people who are far away and with whom I wished I could sit there and chat for a while.
Then, at one point, I even wished to have my father nearby to send him a message on WhatsApp and tell him to come share a coffee with me and chat about anything. The thought of my dad came to mind because I remembered a trip to Caracas where I took him to a place to try a mochaccino. It was very funny when he asked why that coffee was so expensive, and then after trying it, he said it was quite delicious.
Strangely enough, I also wished I had a couple of my friends there with me to try some of the things they sold at that place, which looked very visually appealing.
Honestly, I don't know what happened to me at that moment that I completely lost focus on the initial purpose of my visit and somehow managed to disconnect from my present. However, it was not unpleasant at all, and, God! What a wonder technology is because I could take my phone to bother a friend while I finally managed to have my breakfast and finish that coffee I had ordered.
Although today, I think that when I order a vanilla latte again, I will laugh remembering when I took my phone to bother a friend.
Last night, I still had plans to write a post completely different from what I've done now. What changed?
Today, I took advantage of having the morning free and loved being able to wake up, serve a cup of homemade coffee, and sit in front of the computer to greet my friends on Discord, check a few things on Hive, and at the same time plan my day and think about whether what I really want to do is the right thing.
After this, I realized how much I loved being able to drink coffee at home, in my space, in my place. And definitely, this has been the best coffee so far in 2025.
All the images used in this post are my own.
The images have been edited in CANVA to combine them with the text.
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