Diary of a caffeine junky
Day 2:
Fuck it hurts. It's just a dull throb right now, but that's because I took meds already. My head has a demon loose in it. That's the only explanation. The screen hurts. The light hurts. Everything fuels the demon's vigor in his assault on my sanity.
My muscles feel worn out now. They're used to recieving signals a lot faster than this most days.
All in all, I've found that Gatoraid helps. As much as I hate the stuff it really seems to keep the headache at bay and generally balance me out.
I'll write more later, unless the demon succeeds in his assault.
Day 2:
Fuck it hurts. It's just a dull throb right now, but that's because I took meds already. My head has a demon loose in it. That's the only explanation. The screen hurts. The light hurts. Everything fuels the demon's vigor in his assault on my sanity.
My muscles feel worn out now. They're used to recieving signals a lot faster than this most days.
All in all, I've found that Gatoraid helps. As much as I hate the stuff it really seems to keep the headache at bay and generally balance me out.
I'll write more later, unless the demon succeeds in his assault.
meta:
caffeine gives me self-esteem. until I start to crash.
frankmask:
Think of it this way. If you ever have to ditch heroin it'll be a cake walk, jah?