Between Coffee and Thoughts

I find myself in a peaceful corner of Dublin, holding my Arabica coffee, staring at nature and talking to myself: am I truly enjoying this quiet moment, or am I just stopping at this station for a few minutes on the way to somewhere else?

Maybe the answer isn’t something to be found all at once. Maybe it’s hidden in the calm, in the coffee, in the silence, and in the way the world slows down for a moment around me.

I hope I’ll find the answer someday.