How do I like my coffee?

Okay. Like always, let’s digress.

The rise of on-demand consumerism, and the burgeoning subscription patterns that the economics of the world is increasingly seeing, make it seem like ownership is going extinct.

And the way we all are behaving lately seems like kindness, modesty and mutual respect too are following suit. It’s like all of us are be pissed at all the things, all the time.

Maybe these are the tremors caused by the tectonic shifts in the global patterns. Perhaps it’s an sign of the clash of cultures, or civilizations even…

Maybe I’m just thinking too much while making my morning coffee.

Either way, there’s an onslaught of information! There are videos that stretch one tiny line of information into a thirty minute stream! It’s like an there’s an abundance of everything and of nothing!

Nothing is subtle anymore. Nothing subtle is even liked. Actually, nothing subtle even gets noticed amidst the monstrous, chaotic gush of this the stream of bytes and photons these days.

It’s like we all live inside the head of a raging psychopath. And we are creating the voices in his head that wants them to go commit a heinous crime!

And all that is constantly happening to us. It seeps into our work, it seeps into our banter and it seeps into even the simple happiness of making a relaxing little coffee on a quiet morning.

So that’s how I’d like my coffee. With out all that chaos and crippling anxiety it brings along. I just need a plain old cup of coffee!

Oh and no sugar btw, because I read that…