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In this coffee episode of I Drink My Coffee Black and My Whiskey Neat, I explore why nothing real — not nature, not life, not love — ever moves in straight lines.

Rivers twist, double back, and carve through stone. Trees bend toward light and grow around shadows. Even our own veins, nerves, and emotions refuse to flow in perfect order.

Yet we still expect our lives to follow a clean path from point A to point B. Maybe the detour is the map. Maybe the mess is how we’re meant to move.

Pour a cup and join me for a reflective conversation on embracing life’s curves, trusting the unexpected, and finding meaning in the moments that don’t make sense until later.