Posts Tagged ‘caffè’


not necessarily to fall in love with a person but with a coffee shop itself. It was almost weekend and i just had a whole hectic days, be it a plan of moving to a new place (hopefully it will call home) and at the same time my brain works faster and more productive than it used to be and it practically drains me out.

So I dragged my self out from the house, (literally, since all my stuffs scattered around and i should walk extra carefully between all the cardboards) and drove to the town aimlessly. I spotted one small coffeeshop, looks homy with a wooden furniture which is my favourite. I’ve fallen in love with this place in no time. The coffee is good, the price is reasonable, and oh how I love local coffee in a local coffeeshop. And the churros is grand. And because the place is quite small, I found my self talk like an old friend with the barista. Kudos for the small business in a small town. So this is how I spend my almost weekend.

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I miss our conversation over coffee and that devil choco cake.

Talk about nothing and everything all at once. Talk about who you are and who I am.

Nothing fancy. Just life in general. A life that is not problem-free, but we’re happy with it.

We don’t have too much to ask, do we? We just do the things we love and to be closed to our beloved people. Be it friends, family or the special ones.

Have a daily routine to not being rotten. To have a safe place where we come home to. A home where we can share the laugh or the warmth of newly baked choco cake or your lasagna. Yes, your lasagna that you’re always proud to make one.

I secretly saying your name in my prayers, oo dear you. To every good things happen to you and wish I am one of them.

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