A Guilt Free Affair

In the same spirit in which I wrote the blog about lipstick, I thought about another rather silly, but important in my world substance. It’s a friend that has seen me through many a tough time.

This friend is of course coffee. It always greets me every morning. Nothing is better then a warm mug in my hands as I struggle to re-join the waking world.

Okay, okay, I know it’s a drug. And if truth be known, I am an addict. If I omit my daily cup, I will be met with one mean headache. My theory on this is if you’re going to have a vice, a coffee addiction is, I suppose, a rather mild one.

But it’s not just utilitarian need of the stuff that I have. I also have lots of pleasant memories surrounding coffee. A warm cup with many different friends as we plan our next creative project. I also can remember a drinking coffee on lazy afternoons after eating lunch as I sit with my grandfather while he would tell me about long gone relatives.

My friend recently sent be a video talking about the fact that coffee has all these lovely health benefits. So I have decided to not feel guilty about my love of the beautiful brew.