Another one of those days that pass by in a haze, where you're aware of the actions you take during the day, yet it you can't feel it. You walk about like your feet are off the ground, but they feel heavy all the same and your head is light yet heavy. The room spins each time you turn your head, and it takes 10 seconds for everything to get into focus. Even then your vision tends to double.

Your stomach churns & your appetite - practically non-existent. Nothing's good on the tube, tries at finding something productive to do go uneventful. Chocolate - indulge and binge. The only food that soothes and satisfies. Each mouthful is heaven till you come to the last bite, you worry the end will bring you straight to hell.

Seconds slowly tick away and turn into hours. Open your eyes and the sun is gone. Was it even there in the first place? Make your way to bed and glance at the clock - its only 6 in the evening. Where has time gone and where is it leading me to?

It isn't the doing of drugs, it isn't the doing of alcohol, its just one of those days.