Coffee

I haven’t mentioned that my blood is composed of caffeine. More specifically, the caffeine which comes from coffee. Starbucks is the name and coffee is the game. Yes, they have other drinks available, commonly known as the foo-foo drinks, but their core is that Americano. It has four shots of espresso, topped off with some hot water. This is nectar to the coffee aficionado. I can feel it humming through my system, as all of the organs turn on. My brain engages, and I am ready to do battle with the day. A day without Starbucks is a day without sunshine.

I know there are other coffee shops which sell good stuff, but there is a comfort in knowing that whichever Starbucks I visit, the drink will always taste the same. The ambiance is slightly different, but not enough where you feel to be in a foreign land. In fact, when traveling the local Starbucks feel like a piece of home, to me.

I keep my Starbucks card auto-loaded with money, so I can always stop for a moment which is mine. Even if it is late in the day, and I am drinking decaffeinated coffee, it still feels like a treat. I love the aroma, and I love the taste. Nothing can beat that for this person.

I could rhapsodize on about my first cup of the day, but I am sure that the point has been made. I love it, it loves me, and coffee has proven to be good for the colon. Hooray!.