ABOUT: THE WORD COFFEE

ABOUT: THE WORD COFFEE / ANOTHER STORY

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THE WORD COFFEE: ANOTHER STORY

For a very long time, I wandered through a space covered in gray. There were countless pieces scattered around, most of which were broken. My breathing became shallower, and I was even losing my senses. In order to escape from that pain, I kept thinking about disappearing.

The grey space was turning into darkness.

As I stood on the edge, about to peer into the abyss, I saw faint traces of color among the scattered fragments. I needed to gather them up before darkness enveloped everything.

I spent so long collecting the colorful fragments that my memory became hazy. When I suddenly looked up, the grey space that had been turning into darkness had turned into a colorful landscape.

The colorful things were fragments of words that I had almost forgotten from my memory.

I realized that everything that had happened up until now was connected, and I felt the inevitability of it all.

Among the pieces scattered across the gray space was one fragment that was bright amber and contained many words.

A dozen years ago, before I found myself lost in a grey space, I first encountered Specialty Coffee on a chilly autumn evening. It was a memorable encounter with a clear, vibrant amber-colored coffee that was completely different from the coffee I had been drinking since I was a child.

Until then, I had only been treating coffee as a hobby, without giving it much thought. But that incident instantly changed my perception of coffee, and it was my turning point that led me to delve into its profound world. Without that incident, coffee would not have existed among the colorful fragments in the grey space, and I would not be here today delivering coffee.

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Even the smallest of events chain together without our realizing it, and they influence each other to create different scenery.

For me, the key to opening the door to a new world born from such a small opportunity was just a cup of coffee I had on that chilly autumn evening.

Even if you are once again swallowed up by a gray space, you will no longer be lost. The colorful fragments and the many words they contain are certainly there.

And I hope to continue weaving these words together in the future.

So that you don't lose your breath.