Monday, April 25, 2005

I have a blasphemous confession to make: coffee is how I know God exists. Flavorful, special coffees. Specifically Starbucks' coffees, but some others do suffice. Rich, smooth, or bold. Whipped cream, iced or hot, fully caffeinated.

The price is right for a taste of heaven.

When I order my venti toffee nut latte with a shot of extacy and cocaine, I can hear the choir of angels sing. They raise in tune with each passing moment, waiting to explode in a grand crescendo as the beverage reaches my hands and touches my lips. The aroma and taste swim together, tantalizing my senses. I sip calmly at first, savoring each moment in my paradise. My body feels alive in this moment, more so than any other time. My mind moves, awakened. I feel I can continue on with any task at hand. Until I realize, with a bitter shock, that with each degustation my piece of heaven is vanishing.

And eventually it is gone.

In its aftermath it leaves me feeling what I felt while drinking it, but only for so long. With it, I am able to move on in time, to survive another daunting class or task. And I know I'll get through the day when all is said and done.

It will call to me again from time to time. Beckoning me to return to bliss, but I'll resist. I'll hold out until a time of most desperate need. An overnighter. A last-mintue paper. A quick-pick me up in the morning. My lunch one hectic afternoon. I'll struggle, but I'll survive. For when I drink it again, I'll feel and know what it is to be alive.

12 comments:

Blue said...

Oh My God! Wow...I wonder how you would react if coffee was made illegal...HAHAH! Maybe I won't send you the good instant stuff! Maybe I'll be evil! BWAHAHAHAHA! Sounds like a plan! HAHAHA!

Thister said...

You wouldn't dare!!!

carebear said...

you crack me up...too funny!!

Thister said...

Thanks! I do my best.

It is true though. Coffee and God are nearly synonymous to me.

carebear said...

well yours is coffee and mine is pepsi..i can't stay away...it's sad...i need to slow down before summer..haha..yeah right...

Thister said...

Well, my heaven comes to a halt during the summers as going to Germany diminishes the flavor and taste of fresh heaven. Instead I have to settle for pre-made preservative-enriched better-before-bottled Starbucks.

I will survive, I think.

carebear said...

:) cute..thanks...

Thister said...

You're welcome!

I love "Holiday From Real" and all of his other songs. SoCo and Jack's Mannequin ROX!

Bree said...

So, speaking of coffee...neither of us woke up in time for anything that would have needed coffee...so I propose that we venture to Starbucks before my seminar and your Nihongo classes...either tomorrow or Friday before my presentation.

The instant stuff just isn't caffeinated enough! XD

Thister said...

That sounds like a good idea to me. I need to consume as much Starbucks as humanly possible before I depart to Germany.

Blue said...

I'm just jealous that you getta depart to Germany while I get to attend Wright State all summer...GRRRR...Maybe I'll just drink Starbucks and call you and rub it in. (Should this, by the way, ever happen you officially have every right to go to Il Pirata any time you want and eat profiteroles and rub that in my face. I may stop talking to you, but again, you have the right to do so now.)

Thister said...

Nice! Well then, I guess I'll just have to wait and see if you're suck-jawing Starbucks while I'm in Germany. If you do and rub it in my face, I'll never forgive you. >:D

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