I could say anything I wanted at 3:47am. I could rant anytime I wanted and know that SOMEone might read and agree, or not. I could skew reality by limiting it to the words I chose to put in this little box. I could go pee and get a bottle of water at will with no loss of time/space. I could wear shorts and a t-shirt and never shave. I could type and read till I was sleepy, then sleep till I was hungry, then eat over my keyboard while typing and reading again. I could get in really funky moods and post stuff that I would scoff at as pretentious or outright sta-RANGE if I hadn't written it... in other people's journals! Ha Ha Ha! I could do all of this and feel that maybe I was accomplishing something, or changing something for the better, in my life and the lives of others. In fact, I do all of this. Well, except that last sentence about accomplishment and change. Should I see somebody about this? You can't be addicted if there's no specific substance, right? Wait... what do I do when I'm sleepy, thirsty, and need to pee all at the same time?