I believe the past shapes who we truly are. Do you agree with that? I read this week's coffee community prompt and was intrigued to write a post about it.
Coffee tied to the past. Interesting. There are photos of moments when I drank coffee in a city tied to my past.
A few months ago, I visited my uncle's house after years of not visiting. Afterwards, I visited a coffee shop that was still open.
Bogor City. That afternoon, I was walking around the city of Bogor. Then I took the time to drink coffee there while remembering the past that has made me strong to this day.
Once I moved to Bogor, I lived with my uncle. There, I went to work in a finance company.
Remembering the past, I kept replaying it in my head. Drinking coffee in front of me. Coffee with milk, but not sweet. It was delicious.
Regarding my uncle's time at the time, I am grateful to him for teaching me many things I hadn't learned before. About the tenacity of life and the struggles of being a man.
I no longer live at my uncle's house, but what he taught me remains with me.
I'm now a husband. I strive even harder for the responsibility of making my family happy.
This coffee is still warm because the weather isn't here. I also ordered some spring rolls. Honestly, it's delicious.
Drinking coffee like this in a peaceful environment actually makes my mind think about many things.
It's funny, in the past, I didn't like coffee. But now, because I have to drive a car, I often drink coffee for extra energy. Also, because my uncle keeps forcing me to join him for coffee.
The past and coffee. Smiling. Me. Enjoying it all. I have nothing to regret, but it actually encourages me. As my uncle used to say, if life feels tough, try sitting down for a while and having a cup.
It was also my uncle who often invited me for coffee, which led me to love coffee too.
