What is your favorite drink?
When someone asks me what my favorite drink is,
I instinctively think of coffee.
.
Not because it wakes me up,
but because it settles me down.
.
There is something deeply reassuring
about holding a warm cup in the morning
before the noise begins,
before the expectations arrive,
before the day asks anything of you.
.
Coffee doesn’t rush me.
It allows me a pause
between who I am
and who the world needs me to be.
.
It sits quietly beside my thoughts,
without interruption,
without judgment.
.
Over time,
it has become less of a preference
and more of a ritual
a familiar beginning
to uncertain days.
.
Some people look for motivation.
Some look for clarity.
.
I reach for coffee.
.
Not to escape the day,
but to arrive in it.
.
—Rajeshwari 🧿💕