I love coffee. For a while I was a little snobbish toward it in favor of tea because I was on this whole “I wish I were British” thing, but I have come back to the fantastic drink. This morning I felt the need to go pick up a cup so I drove to the local coffee shop that is just around the corner from us. While waiting in line, which was for a while, I could hear the car behind me playing some jazz. It wasn’t smooth jazz, which I can’t stand, but a nice upbeat tune with a trumpet solo. I then realized that I really like the idea of listening to jazz while sitting and drinking coffee. I wish I could hang out with people like that way more often.

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