mount cocoa, reborn

This morning Mt. Cocoa was not as stable as the last time. Immediately after I finished forming my little island, a fault appeared at the summit, and the entire peak collapsed, creating a cocoa-slide that affected 3/4 of my tiny island. The front edge of the slide formed a ridge at the perimeter of the island, with a sunken ring behind the ridge. As coffee bubbled up through the cocoa, a lagoon formed. Near the center, at the remains of the peak, now a slight rise, a sunken crater has formed, and thick coffee-cocoa is bubbling up through the opening. All this without the Fickle Spoon of Fate, which rests on my desk.

I should probably get out more.

I really wish the caffiene and sugar had kept me going longer than it did. Rapidly...loosing...momentum...