‘Well, here I sit, alone in my bungalow at 11:30 in the morning. I’m feeling something strange that can’t be diminished with a bowlful of cigarettes and bland food. I succumbed to the temptation of a bottle of Kentucky Straight Whiskey and a few of those pills I got from a doctor in Reno.
By 4 PM I had consumed enough of the devil’s brew to put half the state of West Virginia to sleep. I decided to embark on a nocturnal mission of entertainment, watching ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’, ‘Idle Hands’, and the excellent ‘Wild Palms’ television series. In between binging on all these goodies, I sent a few text messages to my pal i0pti0n and shared some video clips via the multiverse.
After all this excess, my unnaturally intoxicated state found me passed out in a pool of sweat, only to be awoken soon after by the most damned annoying sound of tinnitus reverberating in my right ear. It was so alarming that I struggled to find rest again that night. The chirping was still there in the morning, so I tried to flush my ear using various chemical solutions and semi-purified water. To no avail.
But, I soon found myself on the other side of the fitful night and by the grace of God I’m relieved to report that the asphyxiating sound of the chirping has subsided. I’ve learnt a valuable lesson here, to never go back to my devil-may-care hedonism and reliance on the cleansing effects of booze and prescription meds. If there’s a moral here, it’s that there are always lessons to be learnt – no matter how hard it seems at the time.’
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