I recall the taste and smell of a café mocha.
I walk into Starbucks and purchase a tall decaf café mocha sans whip, and I take a sip.
I wait and take another sip. The third sip clinches it for me.
The thought of it was better than the real thing.
How can that be?
We desire something from the depths of our being. We gravitate towards it. We take the actions necessary to fulfill the desire.
Still, the café mocha has no buzz.
Our imagination creates the strongest desire of all.
Like a good drip coffee, let it flow drop by drop savoring the heavenly aroma.
Living into the desire is the real thing.