Fake it or Take it.

Ever had one of those nights where you're on the couch all by yourself watching re-runs of insert favorite tv show here all by yourself? Ever felt like you want to ask all the questions you have about the world and life, while texting your best friend? Ever wish you were drunk or somewhat intoxicated so you would be feel like those questions would be totally legit?

Why is it, we feel like alcohol or insert preferred substance or anything is necessary for us to ask those questions that reveal that inner layer of insecurity hidden underneath the fabulous persona we've grown into?

Adult life, which we are all forced to enter whether or not we like it, seems to have drowned our ability to "enjoy". After living for some amount of years, the production of shock and awe have come to a numbing drag. Yes, I am tired. Yes, I am bored.

Shock me.