I fell in love again
I held between my hands a beautiful creation, something that I had patiently awaited. And all I could do was just look at it. It was beautiful, it was exactly what I wanted (and needed) and it was mine. Closing my eyes, I breathed in deep and exhaled a smile. Looking down at it again, I was excited all over again. I held it in one hand as I walked over to the couch. As I curled myself up on the couch, getting cozy and comfortable, I realized something. I had fallen in love with coffee. Again. I've had a strong love for coffee since the last few months of high school, but since then this love has grown into a passion that integrates itself into many conversations. But then I got used to having it. My desire for it had become more of a normalcy and less of a need for the love of it. Soon, it came to the point where I just had it because I physically needed it to get through my day, but the enjoyment had faded. Creating the perfect cup wasn't as fun anymore, I beca
