Caffeinated Soliloquy

     Do you know what I love?  I love coffee, for it is fantastic.
     If you're wondering about why I'm banging on about coffee, it's because that's what happens when I'm sleep deprived.  I bang on about random things, and I think about how much I love coffee.
     Sadly, caffeine does not make me less tired; I can drink a latte before bed, with no tragic consequences, but, I love it anyways.
     I have made a sort of hobby out of trying new and unusual coffee flavours.  Daring to be bold oft brings rewards.  Peach lattes, for instance, are actually quite delicious, and grape is not as bad as it sounds.  Alternatively, flavours such as gingerbread, creme de menthe, and guava are among the nastiest things I've ever tasted.  Period. 
     For those who share my love of lattes, but don't care for the inflated prices, I seriously recommend an espresso maker.  Mine has been quite invaluable, especially at 4:00 a.m. after a sleepless night, when the rapid consumption of strong coffee is imperative.
     And now I've had done with my inconsequential little caffeinated soliloquy.  I hope you enjoyed it.