My love for coffee has grown exponentially in the past couple years, and honestly I’m not sad about it. I’m the kind of person who drinks decaf at night just for the taste. But it’s not just the taste of coffee that I love, it’s the feeling of the warm glass mug in my hand on a lazy afternoon. It’s the stumbling out to the kitchen rubbing sleep from my eyes as I press the button to wake up the coffee maker. It’s the awkward first date over an almond milk latte. It’s the reunions with old friends that have turned from a quick meet up into an afternoon of memories. “America runs on Dunkin” is a brilliant slogan (and not just because you can always find Dunkin’ Donuts coffee in my cabinet). Our society does run on coffee. Our caffeine addiction is a bond that all coffee lovers share, and brings us together in more ways than one. People criticize places like Starbucks and the millennials who have their 15 step coffee order. But I see nothing wrong with it. Whether it’s the commercialized business of Starbucks or the locally owned coffee shop, I’ll always be down to grab a cup of jo with an old friend, good book, or sometimes, unfortunately, even a textbook.