Okay, I've found the tattoo courtesy of my hero, John Constantine (definitely NOT the movie version, either)
Painkillers good - make me drowsy, best place for me when staring at the Pit. Unfortunately, every fucker and her mother wants to ring me each time I am crashed out. Hence, I'm now still awake and in the 'ZONE' at 02.30am.
The 'zone' is the limbo world where my brain and body fight it out over control of what I should do - stay up and do things, or go to bed and crash. Unfortunately, my mind has the upper hand here and years of experience, so I usually have to wait until exhaustion kicks in before I can even consider getting any sleep. This is not a good situation, I am supposed to be at work and I need a docs appt for this fucking mood I'm in again... more, and different, crazy pills, I suspect.
Oh, just give me fucking Prozac and let the tablets do the dirty work for me, I don't need that much encouragement really, just a nudge.
Listening to:
Bliss - Your Love Meant Everything
Echobelly - Dark Therapy
Massive Attack - Dissolved Girl
Massive Attack - Angel
Moby - Natural Blues
Diva Premal - Gayatri Mantra
Go find these tracks now, you'll thank me. Trust me.
I want these!