Dark chocolate coated espresso beans and too much coffee define and fuel and shape this cliche descent into my own being. I'm hunting for metaphors; shining with a beauty unheeded due to the layers of excrement and excuses pasted over the tops of them. I never bring gloves when I go digging, because I like the feeling of being cleansed.

Once in a lifetime triple dose exclusive shove into the unknown. You resist because you are comfortable where you are, and I've frightened you. I persist; your turtle shell will be destroyed with everything else you thought sustained you, and I want you around when I'm the only one with the right organs and thoughts to survive.

The electric discomfort of espresso skittering about my nervous system, I'm growing something useful of you, whether you like it or not.