They say times of great stress are when you're weakest, when the threat of a relapse is strongest. You see, back in the day, I had a dirty habit, something I did by Myself with My hands when I was alone.......
That's right, I doodled.
I went through one, maybe two notebooks a month! Always filling them with goofy little pictures of mechs, spaceships, crap like that. Then one day I kicked the habit. No longer would I waste time, pencils, and pens on scribbles!
Or so I thought.
I've been on mandatory overtime this whole month. 10-hour days, 12-day work weeks. No time to game, no time to practice with My synths, hell, no time to listen to a damned CD. A few weeks ago, unable to do anything else with myself before work, I doodled a Derpy in a notebook. It's only one single doodle I thought. I can quit after one! I've been off the stuff for years, after all. And then I did another pony, and another, and then I did....... this:

I shouldn't be allowed to doodle.
I really, really shouldn't be allowed to doodle.........