About 9 months ago my life and subsequently my mind shattered into thousands of pieces. We call that crashing out, melting down, losing it. Despite the chaos I constantly find myself inviting into my life I consider myself pretty lucky. My lack of impulse control constantly puts me on the brink of oblivion. Is this player too real for reality? Likely no, I should just take my ADHD meds. However I refuse. Meds make me lose my appetite which deprives me of the most pure pleasure I have in this life: eating baller ass food. Through travel and food I find the pieces to slowly put it back together.