I consider myself lucky. Maybe I’m just naïve, but for now I’m convinced I hit the jackpot. My love will never end.

I am likely as equally appealing to another human as a piece of toast without anything on top - no one wants a piece plain, burnt bread in their life. For this reason, among others, when I mention my own experience with love, please understand that I am not talking about the love between myself and another person. Rather, I am referring to the unbreakable bond between a college student and her coffee.

I don’t know how I survived before the Starbucks next to Kiewit opened up, but I strongly believe my life has vastly improved since then.

Coffee, I love you.

You make it easier to wake up in the morning. When I’m with you, I can actually express my emotions through words because, without you, I have very little interest in talking to anyone. You truly bring out the best in me.

Just thinking of you gives me something to look forward to. You help me feel like I have my life together, and that is not an easy feeling to accomplish considering I still don't know where I will be living next semester - you gotta love the last day of the housing lottery.

Perhaps my love of coffee and the love shared between two people isn't all that different, though one probably includes more dairy products. I'm referring to coffee here, please do not be confused. Even so, coffee-love and people-love share many similarities.

Each love can be bitter or sweet at different times. Coffee-love can involve sweetener and creamer, or lack thereof. People-love can involve friendship and companionship, but isn't immune to bickering.

Each love can be found in all sorts of variations. Coffee can be a latte, cappuccino, or served black. People can love other people who are very similar to them or completely different from them in many different ways.

Each love also tends to make life, in general, a little easier. Coffee makes 8 a.m.s bearable and people-love can make 8 a.m.s exciting. Although, for me, not even a free buffet of breakfast tacos would make me eager to go to my 8 a.m. classes, so it's safe to assume there's a pretty minimal chance a person would.

Next time you catch yourself daydreaming about falling in love, consider your surroundings. Are you in a coffee shop? If that is the case, I have no doubt that love is in fact in the air – it’s the smell of coffee.