Coffee? Why, yes please!

"I like my coffee black just like my metal" Well, that's half true anyway since I don't really care for metal. Black coffee on the other hand is a bliss! The bitter acidic flavor and the way it wakes all kinds of things inside you. The caffeine goes straight to the veins and start spreading into your system like a wildfire. Before you know what's hit you you're on a caffeine rush and everything comes off as a fast-forward movie.

Coffee. The delicious hot beverage which makes an insomniac even more sleepless. Wonderful wonders can be achieved through this drink, but the side effects are grim. But who really cares about that in a world where short term solutions are really what we all seek. Who cares about tomorrow as long as we had a blast and the party seemed to go on forever? Nobody cares about the consequences and what comes after. We all live in the moment.

I'm restless and impatient. I can't bear these last weeks before my departure. They seem to drag out and fly by all simultaneously. What I really just want is to get on a plane and leave this instant. Leave this country and enter the wilderness of the Last Frontier. I don't know what Alaska has to offer me, but I'll be sure to enjoy every second of it!
Something about not knowing much about the journey appeals to me. Most people would freak out if they didn't have any plan for their stay in some faraway country in a city in the middle of nowhere, but I look forward to it! I can't wait to get away and start living on a day-by-day basis. Taking one hour at a time maybe even changing plans in the middle of everything. Start going in this direction instead of that one.

Coffee break!

Sorry. I feel very stupid about blogging every time I have a break at work today. What is it about breaks anyway? They sure are funnier when you experience them with some or just one of your coworkers. But alas I sit here alone. With my coffee. Yum! Nice and hot. And organic of course.

The first time I entered the backyard to the cafe I felt like I would really want to live in one of those apartments above and beside the cafe. It's cute and remote web though just behind those walls you'll find one of the most traffic filled streets in the heart of Aarhus. It doesn't have a garden or anything pretty really in fact all there is is lots and lots of trash containers, bicycles and stairs. But I adore this place anyway.

Coffee's gonna keep me going

Loooong day ahead. Just finished work #1. Coming up next work, then a job interview and last, but deffinetely not least, volounteer work at the cafe.
Right now I have about an hour to just sit back, relax and enjoy my already finished cup of coffee.

Can't help but feel a little hipster as I sit at the coffee shop, blogging and being the odd one out.

Yesterday I was at the cafe too. Covering for a friend. Then I had to run this errand just before the shops closed. Some kind of eco flour. They. Just. Didn't. Have. It. ANYWHERE......
I ran all the way across the city in hope the next health store would have it, but no.. And since I thought it was just around the corner I hadn't worn my jacket.
There I was, running the streets like a loon in my waitress uniform. A sight for sore eyes indeed.

I felt the cold on the way back. Beaten, slightly panting and flourless.