tuesday withdrawals

Ever since I became an office boy I'm going through withdrawals…

My cafes are like nicotine. And I miss them. So much. I need them back in my life…

…So, now I'm that aimless guy with the new Mac in the corner, sipping on a tasse du cafe au lait; that artsy guy with the thick framed glasses who has internet in his apartment, but instead spends his time drawing artistic inspiration from real people in real life. That guy who is a bit of a local coffee shop snob and avoids Starbucks whenever possible. That guy that stops in to say hi to his favorite baristas and get a double shot-in-the-dark to go. With just a touch of cream. Maybe in a to-go mug…

I love you, dark roast. I love you, hipster baristas. I love you, free wifi. I love you, sustainable coffee mugs. I love you, dogs-in-cafes. I love you, caffeine high.

I love you, joy and warmth and indy iPod playlists and peace and calm and love and happiness and coffee.

I love you, cafes. I miss you.