Late night encounters #1 TinTin

The water is dripping down my living room window, you all know that slow but powerful feeling of raindrops hitting the window, *pt* *pt* *pt* *pt*, as it drips down the window in different speeds. As a kid, I used to think about how the different drops on the window raced to the finish line, where you couldn't pot them anymore. It all smells just like dry asphalt that just got drenched by the rain, and I'm thinking this is cosy as hell. I sip on a can of Mike's killer lemonade and it refreshes me with the bitey lemon-taste, but at the same time makes me feel less and less emotionally involved in anything. It gives me a buzz that makes me feel good.At the same time I'm eating a few chips, it's really Lays - Original, they feel salty and nice on my palate as I continue to eat more and more, downing more and more booz and chips.