Traveling Coffee Girl
Category: Coffee Adventures
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“You were already more beautiful than anything I dared to dream. In our years apart, my imaginings did their best to improve your perfection. At night, your face was forever behind my eyes. And now I see that that vision who kept me company in my loneliness was a hag compared to the beauty now…
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It’s New Year’s Day, 2026. I am sitting on a cold, mist-soaked bench on a gray and rainy day on the silent beach of Goldwater Lake. A duck is sitting motionless in the center of the water. The mountain valley usually visible from here is draped in a sleepy white blanket of fog. I can…
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Adulting nowadays feels a lot like the week between Christmas and New Year’s Eve, especially when you’ve entered into your empty-nester phase. As children, everything in the world was new, magical, fascinating, and beautiful. We were encouraged to play, create, and grow our imagination. When we set higher goals for ourselves many of us were…
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I didn’t always love coffee. In fact, for the first few decades of my life, I HATED it. I blame the 1980s and the love for everything instant. I was 10 years old when my dad first let me try a sip of his morning cup of instant Taster’s Choice. I still think that “Taster”…