Good times

Good times

Ipod banner on highland, detached and da

Ipod banner on highland, detached and danced for traffic

"Mama!"

This guy was looking pretty serious, speaking rapid-fire in some non-latin foreign language and shouting "Mama!" intermittently in the conversation.

I ain't afraid of no ghost

I sold my soul...

I sold my soul to coffee, trading my dreams for more waking life.

I used to get about eight to ten hours of sleep nightly, back when I went to bars and worked a day job. Since becoming a freelancer, I've traded the bars for coffee houses, and my sleep time has gotten down to about five hours a night. It's rare that i remember my dreams now, but when I do they tend to be really vivid. I wish I didn't have to sleep at all; I wish there was some sort of pill that gave you a full night of sleep and dreams in the blink of an eye. Until then there's always more coffee.

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Heavy

Waiting...

Waiting...