On Steroid of Lurve

Woke up around 3am. Can’t sleep, can’t read, can’t do anything serious…wandering around on the VS website and Etsy. I need to knock myself out in brainless consumerism to escape that menacing sense of loss and forced missing-out!

Probably I just rushed down too much magnesium in my system too quick.

We’re listening to Nick Cave’s No More Shall We Part at the same time, but thousands of miles apart.

I feel the heavy weight of destiny.