The title is simply
a culmination of my whims
like the whim that keeps me
glued to my screen
tap taping away
tap
tap tap
While my room looks like some monster's den
And I engorge myself on those chocolate almonds
My eyes grow hazy
As my waistline grows larger
The yellow light pierces my eyeballs
As I be tap
tapping
away
If you're feeling like me right now, you're not alone. It's so easy to get swallowed up by our screens, fight it, fight it so you have no lasting regrets for the time will slip through your fingers like sand.
