"It’s a late Summer’s night and I should sleep. But the nights aren’t what they used to be. They capture me and pull me down under my covers, where I shut my eyes and try to think about anything else but the thing that hurts. It’s way past midnight and my head is pounding and not even my favorite TV show can make me feel better. They just pull their jokes and the audience laughs and all I’m thinking is fake fake fake. Everything’s fake and no TV show from the 90s can help me anymore."