I slept so well last night. You know how when you wake up and one side is sore?—you know you’ve had a good night’s sleep right away; you’re stiff cause you haven’t moved for x hours. 

Anyway. A friend of mine once said of a colleague of ours who died too young, “She was the most alive person I ever knew.” For people like that, for those, including me, who don’t want to just exist but LIVE, to be like clay and take each impression of the world, and not like concrete, which takes no impression, adderall makes fully alive living realizable.