I just opened a new bag of coffee, and inhaled the delicious aroma that flows forth from it in that moment. It's exstacy I tell you. Without a doubt a consciousness altering substance to me. In fact, if a woman ever managed to drape herself in that smell I would be up s**t creek without a paddle if that was her wish. It's outright scary, it hits me in the stomach and makes a knot that pulses out a wave of pleasure throughout my body. I s**t thee not, I often can't help but emit a sigh of pleasure.

I can smell the coffe brewing now. It is a very nice smell, but not nearly that of the opening moment of course. But thinking about it makes my mouth water. Addiction just doesn't cover it, worship might be closer.

My grandfather told me a story about him and a few buddies of his during the war, if you were in jail everyone you met there and hung out with was your mate, about coffee. Apparently they had weekly rations of choclate and bread and coffe, as well as other things, but none of alcohol. The buddies considered their pligh, and one of them came up with a solution: They decided to trade all their tobacco and choclate for coffee.

They saved up for months, not drinking any of it in the meantime, and when they considered themselves owners of enough of the stuff they chucked it all in a pot with a litre of water. Then shared and drank, proceeded to reboil the coffee, repeating. According to him it was the most insane, incredible, and wonderful state of drunkeness he'd ever experienced either before or since. Well worth the effort.

I think I understand what he was talking about. He's playing monopoly with real houses now though, but I still remember his own love for coffee. We used to live on nothing but coffee and cakes on whatever roadtrips we went on. We were ordered to get real food once, when I told them what we consumed, so we stopped telling them .

One day I plan to do the same, without the war and the imprisonment and the rations of course(I plan never to do that actually). Go to a mountaintop somewhere, maybe fast for a few days first, see where the coffee really can take one determined to find out. Death by caffeine poisoning of the liver probably, but with a grin.

Ah, the coffee is done.