It occurred to me as I was having coffee this afternoon. Coffee tastes so good.
It’s been a week since I left my job and posted an obligatory farewell should-have-been speech on my website, and I would be a hypocrite if I’d say I don’t miss the people I used to work with. It’s not the first time I felt this for them (if you know what I mean and what happened March of last year) but we all know that this time around, it was my choice and come on, we all know there’s no way I’m gonna work with them on that same company anymore.
It’s been a week since I started sipping coffee again on my favorite cup during my favorite time of the day at my favorite couch with either my favorite music on the background or a book that would soon become another favorite. It’s amazing, you know, to find myself thinking life is so great at such a routinary coffee break — to not be bothered too soon that my coffee’s getting cold. To realize I’m drinking this coffee because I want to, not because I need to. To be relieved by the fact that drinking two cups will keep me awake all night — which is nothing new — and that it doesn’t matter because I’m on my favorite couch and I would be here on my favorite time probably watching a favorite movie the next day. Continue reading