It feels like a warm hug from the sun. It feels like every inch of you is covered in a perfectly heated blanket. It’s almost like the release you get from a massage, or a hug. It’s like a flood of every good feeling rushing through your body. It’s easy to love and respect everyone, and everything. At least for me, I forget about what I look like, and I only care about what I feel like. After a while you’re itchy. Scratching your skin feels so good. But then it becomes bothersome. And then you get sick. You feel light-headed. And it becomes difficult to keep your eyes open. And you only want to sleep. The next day you feel empty, and drained of everything, every emotion and feeling. You only want to sleep. So you do it all again.