Coffee?......

To some people coffee is the perfect way to start your day. For me it's so much more than that. Waking up to freshly brewed coffee and sitting at the table to drink it with my mom was our bonding time. Nothing else mattered but how much sugar to add. Now I'm Puerto Rican so you know the only coffee we'd drink is Bustelo or Yaccono. If you needed to start your day, coffee, if your cold, coffee, if you have a headache, coffee, if its late, after dinner, coffee, when I'm bored, coffee. It's the warm feeling of joy when I take that first sip. Am I being dramatic? I don't think so it's nostalgic, it's sweet, it's the little things in life you have to enjoy that's what happiness really is. For so long I built this fantasy of what i thought happiness was and i would get so upset and frustrated when I couldn't achieve it. Happiness isn't a constant state of euphoria. It's the sun coming out, it's perfecting a cake recipe or getting your favorite candle at bath and body works in the middle of a bustling black Friday sale, and of course enjoying that little sip of heaven called coffee.