Gayo coffee story, not philosophy

Some say the coffee is a friend of the author. Along with steaming hot water scattering caffeine to the throat, blood, nerves and brain. Melt the idea freeze and make the work flow smoothly. That's why I love coffee, though not a writer. But I do not want to dissolve in the coffee philosophy that is sometimes difficult to understand. Journey to takengon this time again closer to the black gold that is able to make the Europeans sail millions of miles to land Gayay. I feel my distance and coffee is only a inch, the scent of flowers and the fruit feels so close. Like heart and love. Does this soul really love coffee, not just romantic momentarily.