Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Coffee's Mate

Everyone has seen the trend toward instant gratification, therefore no one is surprised by the fact that the American's attention spans are getting smaller. I'm not pointing out anything new. I just want to talk about coffee. The ultimate instant gratifiers dream come true.
Why are we obsessed with coffee? I ask myself as I put down four hard earned dollars. The equivalent of me cleaning the floors of my school for half an hour spent on a single drink. What a strange concept that I would get on my hands and knees and get filthy just for this drink. But I'm not really making that trade. I'm just giving in at a moments whim and spending that money on this drink rather than being responsible and holding onto that money for more important things, namely gas, living expenses and the Damocles Sword that is school loans. To answer my delayed question, we love coffee because instantly fills the void, the desires of our soul...all of them. To those who feel cold and isolated it makes us feel warm and cozy. To those who feel unfit, unattractive, or uncool, it allows to hide behind this image that has been portrayed, in which it doesn't really matter what you look like or who you are...as long as you have coffee you must be cool (bonus points for mugs or local shops). To those alone it feels like a friend, allowing us to have something to hold, love and cherish, sharing our good times with and who will sit with us during our sorrows. Coffee fills the void of loneliness. It greets us with a warm kiss, fuels us as we move through our day and is always their in our times of need. It also gives us that insta-kick we need to get going through the day and we can count on it to hold us up when we're to weak to do it ourselves. We as humans love coffee because it gives us everything we want, and think we need, and all we have to do is pay a small price daily. But lets be honest, in the end coffee is no substitute for the real thing and at the end of the day we are left penniless, alone and plagued with stomach craps as we stare into the bottom of our cup and wonder why everyone leaves us...

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