I like to drink alone. It’s no secret. I am often seen at my favorite coffee shops by myself. I don’t need a social group to imbibe in public. Some people I know, especially those who are really socially inclined, think it’s a bit odd. I understand. Coffee shops are where people go to meet up. Here’s the thing. I’m not a social butterfly and I enjoy my own company, especially with a nice cup of freshly brewed coffee in hand. I don’t need a book or a computer in front of me. I like to sit and think… in coffee shops… where the aromas of different brews and pastries surround me.

I also like to watch the people. Not in a weird way. I observe their demeanor, their coffee choices, and I like to make up stories about what kind of life they might have. It’s like writing short stories in my head, just for me. The baristas where I go, they know what to expect, know my coffee preferences, and after they serve me my favorite brew, they smile and back away. It’s like having special friends that “get me”. The baristas and my coffee… they really “get me”. There’s no pressure to have a conversation. I find it quite comfortable.