lets go way out there
Coffee comes from a place. A place off a road, where the altitude climbs like a fearless boy, being pushed on a limitless swing. a place where you’d think discovery could be right under your nose, but it isn’t.
Coffee comes from the place where you’ll have to look beyond the fog, beyond where your shoes, sunk into the swamp of earth make sounds like suction, weighing heavier than when the journey began. coffee comes from the place of belief that there is something beyond the horizon, where only an adventurer would explore, because the real journey of where coffee comes from, is where people come from.