☕ Evening Journey with Nasser: A Cup on the Road
It was just past sunset when Nasser packed his notebook, camera, and a small thermos filled with freshly brewed coffee. The desert road stretched ahead, glowing faintly under the fading orange sky. He wasn’t escaping anything — just chasing stillness, and maybe, a thought that had yet to be written.
He parked by a quiet hilltop overlooking the city lights in the distance. The world below buzzed on, but up here, it was just him… and the soft sound of wind brushing over sand.
Nasser poured a cup of coffee, steam rising into the cool air.
He took a slow sip, smiled, and whispered to himself:
“This is the kind of silence you can only find with coffee — and distance.”
As stars began to pepper the sky, he opened his notebook and began to write. Ideas came slowly, but with each sip, they grew louder.
That evening, there were no distractions. Just a man, the open road, and a cup of coffee that tasted like peace.

Comments