Twist the dial
Set it to 17
Sit on my bed and let the blasting sound roll over me

Open my laptop
And Microsoft Word
Type a bit and then I get bored
Save my work
Open the ‘net
Check the sites after I connect

Read the updates
Check the threads
Rate a video
And say hi to all

Close the window
Open up Paint and maybe Picasa
GIMP won’t seem to cooperate
Make a photo
Look its best
Publish it to the web
Ask for critique from the best

Sign out and close my eyes
The pounding bass soothing my mind
I am in my sanctuary
And I cannot be removed

I drift off to sleep as the playlist runs out
Four hours pass
I wake up
I didn’t mean to sleep that long
Oh, who cares?
I sure don’t.