I got this thing. It's like... pills. For pain. But I don't really have pain. Not like, a broken bone or something. It's just... everything. My desk at the co-working space, I have this old mint tin, it’s got five left. I take one when I gotta stay late for a client, like past 10pm, or if my brain just WON'T shut up and I gotta get this design finished. It makes the hours just... go. And then I can actually sleep for like, four hours before my 6am shift. It's bad, I know. It's so BAD. But how else am I supposed to... you know? Keep up. Everyone else acts like it's easy.