It starts quietly enough. An urge for something different. That tiny creative spark that craves the injection of novelty.
So you stop eating.
Drink nothing but green tea for a day, and see how you're feeling.
Not bad, as it turns out, but there's still something missing, some element of the outrageous that the situation lacks. After all, you go without eating all the time. Hell, there are weeks in your life when eating is a noteworthy occurrence.
So you go to the store.
I know, I know. The store is a loathsome seething nest of... of something. Malfeasance. Ignorance? One of those -ance words anyway. Certainly nowhere you'd choose to spend time in if it's avoidable.
But this time it is. Unavoidable, that is. In case your mind had wandered,…show more content… What glorious thoughts were they thinking? You know that ice cream will only enhance the richness of experience available within these brownies.
You put it on the gas, and brew some clear tea.
Time passes. All that you require is another batch of brownies, and an endless cup of tea. And your Dark Promises... oh yes. We can't forget those... these days, those promises are flickering in your head, just on the verge of audibility. You apprehend them, a constant background noise, just on the verge of making sense. You hear the promise in the endless chatter of the running water you put in the teapot. You see the promise wherever you look... it is in the casually organised bowl of oranges on the counter, it is hiding behind the monitor of your laptop, flickering just too quickly to catch.
Straight tea is impossible, now. Let's try coffee instead. But the coffee... it needs to be heavily laced with Hershey's syrup to even be mildly drinkable. You feel the furious rush of endorphins and caffeine in your bloodstream every time you take a sip, now. It is a river, YOUR river... and who knows what majestic ocean it is flowing towards?
Wherever it seems to be going, sleep doesn't figure largely