Why I Love Starbucks

No matter where I am on the planet, I always feel at home in Starbucks. Despite that the baked goods vary in each country, the coffee and atmosphere is the same all over the world. A lot of my friends like Starbucks as well, but none of them really understand why Starbucks makes me feel so ecstatic.

On stressful days, visiting the nearest Starbucks location helps me a great deal. As soon as I open the door, enter the shop, and smell the sent of freshly ground coffee beans, I feel completely relaxed. Standing in line calms me down. While I am waiting for my order, I realize that I worry too much about things I can’t change, and that unnecessary stress is neither good for my body, nor for my soul.

I also love going to Starbucks when I have a bad day. Then I will supposably order a cup of tea instead of my usual Americano. It seems to me that these little magical bags sitting in boiling water have the aptitude to make everything better. I will snatch a big, comfy armchair and lounge in it with a good book and my headphones. If my mug is empty I just take my Starbucks Card and the barista will give me another cup of liquid happiness for free.

If I don’t feel like reading, people-watching is another great activity. I like to wonder what another person thinks at that very moment, and if he or she is happy. Eavesdropping on conversations amuses me, too.

Of course, I like going to the famous coffee shop on good days as well. Bringing friends along, and recommending my favorite drinks to them, is something I enjoy. I consider it the best place to talk about life and exchange news. Especially during wintertime, my friends and I treasure their classic hot chocolate after our Christmas gift-shopping tour. When the weather is warmer, we savor Frappucchinos outside in the sunshine.

Starbucks is definitely one of my favorite places on Earth, independent on where I am. The only negative aspect is, that, if they ever closed their shops, I’d be in serious trouble.