BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze murk in, a thick blanket woven from elixirs. It starts with tingles, a subtle change in perception. The world fades, edges becoming nebulous. It's a glide into the manufactured peace, where worries evaporate and reality warps like butter. But this artificial slumber, it has a underbelly. A creeping emptiness that lingers even when the dru