I slept for 17 hours

I came home from work yesterday, and just Slept.

Slept from the world.

Slept from hunger.

Slept from consciousness.

I felt the bones in my back crack and adjust

To this new defeated position.

It felt good.

Damn Good.

I didn't take my medication yesterday.
I don't think I will today.
I think the medication may be making me crazy.
If it gets worse, obviously I'll take more of it.
This is just an experiment.

So.
Buckle.
Your.
Seat.
Belts.