Caffeine Culture

During my first semester in college, I took a writing class that was themed “caffeine culture.” The idea was intriguing, and as a non-coffee drinker, I was more or less an outsider looking in. I have always enjoyed the coffee shop atmosphere, largely due to the element of sophistication. My mind feels most impressionable in this environment, as if the world is full of endless possibilities. Thoughts race in my head, superimposed on the background noises of music, conversation, and the baristas calling out various takes on the combination of caffeine, milk, and sugar. As much as I’ve always considered myself to be a card carrying member of this culture, I never could imagine actually acquiring the palate for the real deal. But I am happy to announce that after nearly completing grad school, I can proudly call myself a coffee drinker. I even purchased the Starbucks black card, which is most likely a marketing ploy that, nevertheless, makes me feel a sense of ownership and belonging. So as I sip on my skinny latte, I have a new found appreciation for the coffee buzz and caffeine culture that brings good conversation, happiness and productivity to our society.