But what is the addiction really about? What is everyone really chasing?
With every next cup of coffee or every other pack of cigarettes or every new warm body one may touch, it seems just that much closer. Never quite within reach, however. So we go on. And on. And on.
Somehow, when thinking of addictions, a serial killer seems to be at the same level as an alcoholic or a chain smoker or even a compulsive neat freak.
So what is it?
As I sit alone in my favourite little corner of my house, once again, I wonder.
It's the high.
Do you know what gets me high?
Hmmm. Toughie.
posted by S @ 8:03 PM
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