01.03.2013 @ 15:41
Got to admit I like an ocassional cup of joe, black and bitter as my own shrivelled soul. Feel a bit self conscious when everybody else with me is ordering half caf, moccachino, delite, expresso, cappucino, grande, latte, orange and purple polka dots, half twist, citrus and lime swirls, with a cherry on top, then I just ask for coffee black.
I have waited many years for the Incline to begin. False prophets I have followed and obscure lore perused, but always there has been nought but the bitter taste of disappointment at the end of my travails. Still I do not give up, I do not falter with weariness. Even if it should never come to pass I will still believe and search, for the Incline is beautiful and it SHOULD exist.