I don’t know where I am. I awake again and remember my sciatica. A faint….”atica, calling me to remind. My mind again, where am I. I want a dopamine spike again, I turn in and turn and stretch….“Atica.” I don’t know where….”atica…is.”
I don’t know where I am. I awake again and remember my sciatica. A faint….”atica, calling me to remind. My mind again, where am I. I want a dopamine spike again, I turn in and turn and stretch….“Atica.” I don’t know where….”atica…is.”