robinbloke | Disjointed...

Feeling a little disjointed at the moment, minds all a whirl as I try to wonder exactly what feelings are bubbling around in my addled brain at the moment, not really sure - theres sugar certainly, hmmm, sugar as a feeling, well I suppose in a way for me it defines certain feelings, a zing in my veins, hyperactivity, a rush of self-confidence and exuberance, so sugar is a feeling. Hmmm. Okay, well I like sugar then, as a feeling that is, and as a thing itself, ok so I it is entirely possible (read 'most certainly am') chemically, psycologically and physically addicted to the stuff but I don't give a stuff, which is probably just another side of addiction, I mean what other kind of drug can you do for... nigh on 20 years straight, every day, day in day out, with no ill effects other than tooth decay and the occasional jitters if you don't get your fix, no really, I'd like to know... it's cheaper than nicotine, safer than alchol, legal from the moment you're born, a longer buzz than caffine, I couldn't comment on it's relative merits compared to non legal drugs... but frankly they all fall down on the expense issue and safety issue if nothing else.
So I'm feeling sugared, it's having a wild little party in my veins and every endorphin and hormone is invited, come along, bring the kids - it'll be a great day out for one and all, relax, kick back by the side of a lard choked artery as the zingy sensation of bubbly carbohydrates whistle past singing to you like an angel ascending to the cloudy heights of whereever.