Dearest Coffee Bean,
Oh, it has been too long! I almost ache to see you - in a shopping plaza, mall, street corner... Why? Why can't it be so? Why can't you have made it out here with me?
I apologize. I know that the few last months I was in California, I was paying more frequent visits to that repulsive Starbucks close to the clinic. But it was convenient. He was always there. And I had the giftcards. Everyone gives me his giftcards. And you know me. I like to penny pinch when I can so I don't feel so bad about splurging once in a while.
And here. With a Dunkin' Donuts literally on every block - they're so fast, their coffee so cheap! - how could I refuse? You're not here for me! And then my school has this wonderful kitchen with awful drip coffee always prepared and half-and-half sitting in the refrigerator... I need to take advantage of this kitchen. I pay good money to attend there!
I don't mean to turn this on you. The distance is causing a strain. I want you to know that when I want my coffee fix (always), I think of you. I won't be home until Christmas Eve, but I will pay you a visit as soon as I can. Mint Moroccan Tea Lattes and the season for ice-blended peppermint mochas!
I count the days till our next meeting.
