The dream of it all. The dream of starting and having a successful coffee roasting business is something I haven’t thought about in some time.

I don’t know what it looks like. Well, I should. But it’s been a long time since the initial push.

But what was that dream?

It was and still is to provide good, tasty coffee to people at an approachable price, investment, if you will. And at a consistent basis. Because coffee is a stable and should be used everyday. You got one life, why leave everything to the weekend.

That’s my soapbox. But it is to not to get pushed around with my prices and to just give people something that they can enjoy everyday.

The dream is to expand, get big and let the community grow the business. I’m still trying to figure out the community part, which community. But all that will make sense as time keeps going.

But the dream is for coffee to be the legacy for my family and something that we can reap the rewards now, with the struggle and grind of the present.

The dream is for coffee to allow freedom to travel, spend time with family and friends and to help people. But I can’t help anyone until I help myself.

I see the dream now. I see what is in front of me and that will guide me into going back to my old mission in giving it to others. But only to others who respect what I’m doing. Because if that isn’t realized, than this is for nothing.

I’m still all over the place, but the dream is less fuzzy. And it makes since. And me reaching out to people is going to be the way that I see it all.