We take sour sips from life's lush lips.

The continuous tap, tap, tapping of these battered keys only emphasize the level of monotony I've had to undergo today. Limbs weary, and eyes inky - surrounded by purple shadows. Heavy eyelids contrasting the flutter of black eyelashes, as they struggle to keep open. Fingers sluggish, dragging across the keyboard and pausing after every couple of words. Blood pulsating through every part of my aching body.

And I can go on and on.