I miss Java Jacks.
I miss Kyle making me coffee in the Green House.
I miss Lorin and I having an embarrassing amount of coffee cups collected in the office.
I miss sharing a frozen coffee with Mycah
India has Chai, which is delicious. But it's not coffee. We have a little bit of instant coffee at the house which does in a bind, but isn't the same.
We all miss coffee.
One of my teammates joked that coffee is the sixth love language.
There are five love languages, or ways we show and receive love. They are
Acts of Service
Words of Affirmation
Gift Giving
Quality Time
Physical Touch.
Then there is coffee.
When one of my teammates was upset yesterday morning, Hannah and I could think of only one solution. Make coffee. (sadly, all we could offer was instant coffee, but as we said, it does in a mind)
That made me miss my friends.
It made me miss walking upstairs at Java Jacks, knowing that I'd have friends upstairs.
It made me miss late nights studying in the office with friends, bribing Kyle to make us french press.
It made me terribly miss dates with Jen.
It made me miss Katy and Lindsay and Nick and Rae and Ruth and Lorin and Ethan and Stephen and Richard and a million other people.
Coffee is a love language.
Coffee makes me think of home.
We all miss coffee.
I think I should also add to the end of this blog, that while I was getting ready to post this Ethan text me and said he was at one of my favorite coffee shops. That's just mean.
All the tears. I miss you, and coffee! Don't worry, we will have an endless flow of java when you return!!!
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