Having gone 34 years without being a coffee drinker, I personally never got why people wanted coffee shops in libraries. But over the last year, my wife and Greenhill Farms, a Kona Coffee Grower in Hawaii, convinced me that not all coffee is bad. I’m so convinced, that having a morning cup of coffee (black, no sugar – yuck) has become a bit of a habit.
Well, this morning, I was hanging out in Vancouver, BC killing time before heading to the airport. Since I didn’t have anything to do, I grabbed my copy of Norman Mailers “The Castle in the Forest” and headed a couple blocks down the road to Tim Horton’s. There, I grabbed a medium cup of black coffee, and found myself a quite table to just sit and read. And I have to admit, kicking back, nursing my cup of coffee and enjoying a good book was really appealing. Without realizing it, I’d spent about an hour and half in my little corner of the coffee shop. I think I now definitely understand the draw.
Maybe now that I’ve had this break through, I’ll be able to unwrap other mysteries – like why people enjoy watching talk shows and reality TV, who actually liked the show FireFly and why (because as a scify fan, I don’t get it) the infatuation with Dr. Pepper, and why my cats always look like they are plotting to kill me in my sleep.