One of my coworkers brought take-out cafe mochas (from one of the Starbucks clones that abound in South Korea) and distributed them to all of us, today, in the staff room. I like cafe mocha, but I haven't had one in a long, long time. They are addictive and unhealthy.
The taste and smell was weirdly evocative - I thought of studying late at night at Espresso Royale in Dinkytown (Southeast Minneapolis) in the 1980's, or at the now disappeared Bucks County Coffee joint on Locust Street at 40th just west of the U Penn campus in the 1990's. I thought, in short, of studying.
I wondered if I would someday return to school.
Why are smells and tastes so evocative? And sounds...
What I'm listening to right now.
Bob, "Hurricane."
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