I glance at the corner of my monitor to catch the filthy thing judging me again. 2:26 AM, thanks for the reminder. My stomach is upset and I'm hungry for nothing but cookies, look at me go. Christ, I'm tired, my head is swimming in it's own sever lack of chemicals, and I just want to jump-start my head with bass, my eyes roll back in their sockets and I don the mighty headphones, my ears are sore in anticipation but the stupid clock is tapping it's digits waiting for me to act like a reasonable human being; fat chance, I've spent a good hard 20 years avoiding just that.

This dumb beat kicks in and I'm ready to go, lets get mindless. Bleach out everything that makes sense, I'm tired of your work, it's frustrating and yet I can't be mad; so fuck it, I'm out. Catch me in a few trillion years when I decide to see if anythings changed, let this stupid mindless tune carry me the rest of the way, because I can't be bothered right now; the stranger with the purple ankh is in dire need of a world that doesn't exist, and that's exactly where he's going.

Enjoy~