coffee has an interesting way of showing up in our cultural conversation. an exCerpt, of coffee and its collective appearance as a character in the everyday.
“She carries her one nice pair of shoes in a bag to keep them from wearing out too quickly. Every morning before work she has the cheapest coffee and croissant she can find and then uses the café toilet to slip out of her warm cocoon to become the butterfly of the bookshop. ”
In addition to these two sentences existing as a beautiful short, short tale, it is also a moment of many a dreamer, the latter being who The Sartorialist poses this post to.
Who, at one time or another, enters a coffee shop that isn’t a dreamer? We all have dreams and sometimes we let them play in the coffee shop space. I love that The Sartorialist sees a ritual for her at the cafe, before she commits to the rigor of a 9-5, and I love that it is also there that she metamorphoses. Change always happens to me in the coffee shop -each time I go in- I never slip out the same. Is the same true for you? Dreamers stand up! – cde