a sip of peace

This is something Iโ€™ve written about one too many times.

Yet as I tell myself that this is overused, a topic already discussed, my fingers always type it out anyway for the sake of occasionally realizing, I guess, just how much it means to me.

Most of the time, my mind is in chaos. Disorder, clutter, mess. You would think this is a step too far, an exaggeration for just a silly beverage, but I tend to go crazy over my own wordsโ€”I devote my words into the things I like.


For me it is a whole lot of things in a cup, in liquid form. Happiness in a cup? Sometimes. Home in a cup? Maybe, but I am almost never homesick. Serenity in a cup? Yes, most of the time.

A sip of coffee is a sip of peace to me.

The never-ending storm in my head subsides even for just a little while and allows the sun to shine in the darkest corners of my mind. A ceasefire among the thoughts fighting over control, over my attention.

More so than I would admit, that momentary peace is what gets me through the grueling process of lifeโ€”something that makes me look forward to the hours. Something that jolts my senses and sends the thoughts Iโ€™ve had trouble organizing into one clean line of thought.

Ah, caffeine. Iโ€™ve written way too many odes to pay homage to you. Thinking about it, though, you deserve every bit of itโ€”you keep me alive as much as my heartbeats do.

There is always that one satisfying โ€˜aaaahโ€™ I do every time I sip newly made coffee that enables me to write two to three articles in one day for work.

A sip of coffee is a sip of peace to me.

What is coffee to you?

yeah this was stupid but I really wanted to write about coffee bc i want one right now


all the stars, semi


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