Call it an addiction if you will and you will have some understanding
of the kind of ballpark we are playing in.
The thing is this, I have always consumed things.
When something perks my interest I hunt it down & kill it.
There is little that can stop me because to be completely frank - I can’t even stop me.
I will lie in bed at night and just let the little gremlins scrape around in there as they disassemble and reassemble my current obsession until they know it’s various pieces intimately just by the feel of the odd shapes of it's components.
I swear that isn’t as creepy as it sounds.
Okay maybe it is