Electro-lit, Red-bull, Coffee, and painstakingly sober. My habits have grown so healthy and I want to die. All work and No play makes me want to drink myself to death I’m starting to miss alcoholism and the ways I could dismiss — My job, my rent, my friends, and my life with only a bottle to blame These days I’m drinking legal stimulants in a ‘healthy’ amount And I have to go to work, so I can pay me rent, so I can host friends Or not really — there isn’t enough room for friends in this studio But it gives me a place to sleep so I can wake up in the morning And visit friends — at least in theory,