Single nostril wasabe.
It should be tablestakes for adulthood. That sweet poisonous blend of freshness and fear is the ideal preparation for your next meeting, your next 3rd date, your final day at the office. When there's no rulebook there's only reflex, and with no muscle memory for stress, we usually opt for carbs. I learned the hard way that familiarity breeds contempt, especially peering over the lid of a PowerPoint. Raisinheads. Bulletpoints. Arial bold. Thoughtlessness and carelessness shine bright at 2400 lumen. Impatient, incredulous, I sat in the dark, 1500 miles from home. Doodling despair, promising never again, planning dinner's carbs.