Hazy lines, bubbling, crackling.
That dear tingly fingertip feeling, coveted by all that desire bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. Drinking miserable brown toxins, while tapping keys madly into the dawn; 'Tis the modern form of pain. Self-inflicted and gratuitous and satisfying.
Hooray for caffeine induced yawns, and nicotine influenced dizziness.
