In Praise of the Walking Coffee


One thing I used to like to do was walk outside while drinking coffee. I would not have put this on any list of my favorite activities, because I had not, until recently, considered it an “activity.” It was more like blinking: I would not consider that an “activity,” either, but I’d miss it if it were gone.

Here is what I’d do: I would drink coffee, and the twist is, I would also walk outside. That was the whole thing. Sometimes, I’d buy the coffee from a coffee shop, and so it would have oat milk, and sometimes I’d make the coffee at home, in which case, it would not have oat milk (suffering builds character). I got a Zojirushi travel mug for this purpose. It is so good I burn myself all the time.

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