Someday

I love traveling. I mean, that's probably obvious. The blog is Coffee Country, after all. I enjoy short trips and long trips, small towns and large cities. I enjoy tasting coffee and seeing how it reflects where it's from. It reflects a lot on the owners but also a little on the town. I love walking into a coffee house I've never been to. To me it is undiscovered. To me it is a new world I am the first to walk in and smell and taste and touch. My first time. I smell the air, cinnamon? Fresh grounds? Pastries? Each has it's own. I take in the art on the walls, the furniture, what the workers are wearing, what kind of coffee they use, what kind of merchandise they sell, what variety of drinks they sell, what muffins, I notice if the tables are round or square, it they have punch cards, what syrups they have. Everything
I really try not to critic it. I try to take everything in a accept it for what it is... And that works mostly but I think inside every writer is an editor. Maybe not, but thats how it is for me. What could be better? What would I do differently? What would maximize the comfort factor here? Is this it's full potential?
I really can't help it.
I'm rooting for the coffee. I want the coffee to win. I want people to love the coffee and appreciate the coffee. I am "Team Coffee". #1 Fan of the coffee. So everything I critic, I critic out of love.
Drab furniture weighs down the atmosphere. Unfriendly workers make people feel like a hassle. Roasting your own beans is cool but if you aren't good at it then don't sell that coffee, wait until you've learned to do it right. Cliché art make the place feel generic.
I take these metal note and write them down so I remember because someday I want to open my own coffee house. So if I learn this stuff now hopefully I will be prepared when I get to that point.
It's the same way with writing. I read books and enjoy them but I also pick them apart. I learn from the success and failures of other writers so that when I sit down to write I have some guidelines, some help. Like Eragon had the help of the old dragons when he fought Galbatorix. He never could've done that alone and neither could I.
I know I not anywhere near being ready to open a coffeehouse because there is so much I have to learn. So many places to go. So many aromas to smell. Brews to taste. Art to see. Chairs to sit in. People to meet. So, so much to learn.
And honestly, I'm not sure If I can learn all that in America... so who knows? Maybe someday this blog will be named Coffee World. (: