A routine in coffee. How do you drink yours?

I am not a heavy sleeper, nor do I sleep very often. Occasionally I’ll find I’ve drifted off, mouth open; drool cascading down my chin on the couch as early as 9pm. Other nights, I’m a buzz of energy, tapping my feet filled with excitement and ideas as I attempt to lay still – causing more noise – like when I was 17, getting home drunk, trying not to wake my parents (no Mum, I never did this).

A double shot espresso to start the day

A double shot espresso to start the day

It is perhaps because of these behaviours that I so heavily rely on coffee, although not necessarily caffeine. I don’t drink any other caffeinated beverages – the mere thought of a Red Bull makes my skin crawl, but I love coffee. The smell, the colour, the taste, and I suppose, the effect.

I’ve been told I drink something more like tar; a thick, heavy, black mud that overwhelms the senses, killing absolutely anything partially living in its path. Just the way I like it.

One of many

One of many

For keeping up this habit, I have a very solid routine for my morning coffee (or four). Our home machine Oscar, goes on well before I get up, sending the wafting scent of bitter happiness though the apartment.

I wait [im]patiently for 20 minutes until Oscar is truly warm as my partner tinkers with the machine, checking he will dose the right grind to the bean’s age and adequately warms the black and white espresso cups – I gifted him several years ago. Most importantly here, we are a MILK FREE household, can’t stand the stuff; why ruin the coffee? As the deliciously dark, and heavy liquid vacates the machine, my heart skips a grateful beat in excitement. Now I can start my day.

Oscar working his morning magic

Oscar working his morning magic

My routine got me thinking, millions of people around the world, coffee addicts, coffee lovers, coffee appreciators and creative night owls alike are not only one’s relying on this morning routine. Many are excited by this process every day. Coffee brings joy – whether it is a luxury or special treat that is rarely on offer, or if it is just the first of many in a day, the first warm sip of joe as it glides down your throat, swirling between your teeth of a morning genuinely helps people start the day (tea drinkers may argue with me here) and get through it, long into the night.