I should be reading, at least an hour a day, and why did I stop my hobbies, the game design and the poetry, just because I got a job. That was no excuse to quit. I just bailed on all good things because I’m sick of life because probably the kratom is warping my mind, and now that’s ripped from me and I am rewarded with this pleasant evening. I will go to bed as soon as possible but probably not sooner than 10. No kratom for me in the morning tomorrow. I wonder if I can stomach any coffee, or if I want to run that experiment again and be punished steeply with stomach pain and vomiting.