I cannot quite put my finger on it. I think it is the atmosphere. It is the artwork hanging on the wall and strange array of people about. Each and every single person is different. They are all here for a different purpose. Each person striving to figure something out. Maybe it is as simple as the latest gossip or catching up with a friend. Maybe they are trying to do math homework. In my case, I am trying to study.
Maybe it the coffee machine and the sound it makes....whirring? Is that what it is called? Maybe it is the fact that everyone around you is talking about so many different things but also respecting the fact that you cannot yell in a coffee shop. It is s an unwritten rule. OR maybe it is written. I have never seen it. You can laugh a little loudly and then simmer down. You can be shocked and jump up in excitement; you cannot scream. No yelling. You are disturbing the exchange of stories.
I think I feel smarter in a coffee shop. I am surrounded by so many eclectic people. And the age difference is outstanding. People from all different chapters in life. Teenagers, college kids, (cough entry-level dreamers cough) and adults. Older people. Small children. Everyone is here.They are far more interesting then I can imagine myself to be. They spend all evening writing reports and reading novels...and I am sitting here blogging about sitting here. (In my defense, I am taking a study break.)
I think the music plays a part too. Coffee shop music is the best type of music. I used to do my homework to the Beatles. I always felt 10 times smarter and more motivated. If I tried to listen to lady gaga, I started dancing around my room. (Not that dancing is bad...but twerking was not going to get me any A's)
Maybe it's all these things. Maybe it's a few of them. Maybe it varies. Maybe it's the huge gulp of sugar I just took because I didn't stir my iced coffee correctly. There's that too.
