I realize now why people love coffee to the point where they become addicts. It’s not just the life-style that they are addicted to. It is definitely because of the rush of happiness it gives you, the rush of adrenaline, the rush of serotonin. Or just the rush of plain old excitement; a feeling that you can achieve anything once you take the first sip of warm goodness.
It makes me feel like I am all set to take over the world and still have some energy leftover. The life-style, of course, helps. Sitting by a window with a cup of coffee in your hands, cozy in your favorite over-sized sweater, with your favorite book in your lap; ummm imagine that warm and fuzzy feeling. I’m feeling sleepy just thinking about it. I want to curl up on my couch with a book or sit at a desk by a window with my computer and my paper coffee cup by my side, warm to the touch.
Of course, along with the memory of this feeling comes the feeling of contentment, of no-stress, which is not the case in my life right now. I can’t curl up on my couch or in a corner with a cup of coffee and my favorite book because I have too much to study. And that’s where this drink comes in for me.
And it’s really not even the caffeine hit that does wonders for me. It’s me fooling myself into thinking that my drink is going to make a difference to my mindset because my drink usually consists of 80% hot chocolate and 20% mocha. The total amount of coffee present in my drink amounts to less than 10%, I guess. It’s just the idea in my mind that this will give me the emotional boost, the motivation to finish my work or to look forward to it. It is the idea of a beginning, of a start of a day with coffee. Psychological pick-me-up rather than actual chemicals doing all the work.
Oh, how marketing works in favor of these coffee chains. Giving us the impression that it’s cool to have a kick in your butt so early in the day because all the hipsters are doing it.