The strangest thing just happened. I read the prompt from my phone and was going in several different directions, not really sure what I was going to write about while I booted up my laptop.
I poured myself a cup of coffee about ten minutes ago and decided to sip it while waiting for the computer (it’s old and takes a minute, the poor thing).
Isn’t it strange that you don’t realize how good your coffee really is until you’ve been drinking really bad coffee all week? I knew the coffee at work was bad, but it saves me time and money to just drink their coffee rather than brewing a pot of my own in the morning and taking a to-go container. Plus, you don’t have that wretched thing happen where you take a quick turn and coffee spills everywhere, then you have coffee stains and smell for days or even weeks (yeah, that just happened about three weeks ago).
This doesn’t have anything to do with anything really, except that I just finished reading a book and one of the big things was that, to put it simply, we are all connected. Things are all connected. You can’t have black without white, up with out down, dark without light.
And I had this aha moment this morning. Granted, it has to do with coffee, but sometimes it takes the simplest of things to make you realize something profound.
Before starting my new job, I took my coffee to work every morning and I loved it, but there were mornings it was like a chore to drink it. I wasn’t really savoring it or enjoying it. It was just the thing I did in the morning on my way to work.
So, when I realized what kind of coffee they had at work, at first I was put off (cause it’s really bad), but then I just said screw it. I’ll drink it. And I have been. All week.
Then I taste my coffee this morning and I just about melted, it was so good.
So, you see? You can’t really experience something as amazing as really good coffee unless you have had the opposite. Because if you’ve never had coffee that tastes different from what you always drink, you won’t have anything to compare it to.
I suppose that is the simplest version of what I read. It was an amazing book. In case you’re interested, it is The Book on the Taboo Against Knowing Who You Are by Alan Watts.
This rather strange post that came from a random thought is brought to you by Stream of Consciousness Saturday hosted by Linda G. Hill. The Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “strange/stranger/strangest.” Use one, use ’em all, or just let them inspire you. Have fun!