I don’t drink it anymore, but I still like the smell of coffee. Aromatic. I cannot describe it more precisely with any other words because ‘earthy’ makes me picture mud or dirt and ‘woody’ is more like the smell of a man’s cologne. Also, the smell of coffee relaxes me. I needed to be relaxed for this meeting. It was not the first of its kind, but there are things that one never really gets used to. Like tests and break-ups.
“How is work?”
“Still slow. But it’s not terrible. How are things on your end?”
“We’re busy. The cases have been piling from February and…”
So this started before I came into the picture. I start to smell his...
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