I dont particularly like "Cold" coffee.
But I do make myself a cup of coffee, and then keep sipping it through the day.
Its stale, cold and still it breathes life back into me. Its like fuel, like poison, that numbs the day. Takes the edge off.
My favorite sage once told me "better look out" else you won't "see" :-) Caveat: Wannabe poet, so a lot of these posts are just poetic license.
I dont particularly like "Cold" coffee.
But I do make myself a cup of coffee, and then keep sipping it through the day.
Its stale, cold and still it breathes life back into me. Its like fuel, like poison, that numbs the day. Takes the edge off.
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