Pu’er Coffee

 Before I realized it, a full week had already passed since I arrived in Brisbane. Honestly, when it comes to the lively core of the CBD, you can get the hang of it in just three days. A friend of mine who lives in Spain once told me that lying on the grass is a “mandatory course” here. So I did—sitting on the lawn with a bit of middle-aged rebellion that definitely doesn’t belong to the stereotypical “blue-haired retiree.” Around me, people were zoning out, reading books, or lying down scrolling on their phones. Living under the open sky, using the earth as your floor and the heavens as your roof—this kind of carefree ease feels like a form of self-kindness. The unspoken rule? Nobody’s allowed to make me work. And yet, in the end, between sightseeing on public transport and fully committing to lawn-mode, I chose a third option: heading back to the hotel to grab my laptop, then making my way to the State Library to use the Wi-Fi and write. Yes—this very article was written inside ...