In an ideal world, I’d be drinking coffee like having water. From a tall glass of latte to a mug of mocha, then a shot of espresso or a cup of kopi-O and perhaps some cappuccino or macchiato to complete the loop. The drinks would flow seamlessly down my throat and leaving that bitter stale aftermath in my mouth. All the while, I’d be curled up with a novel or two to will away the hours while responsibility is nothing more than a meaningless word. Coffee, books and me. What a great company we would be…in an ideal world that is.