Instant Gratification is already gone...
Your drugs are not swift enough because I don't believe in them, observed too many sweetly swallowed pills that turn to poison once they reach the mind. Have you a time machine instead? Being anachronistic can be so boring, which twists me into mistaking it for some form of loneliness. I could travel in either direction and find more meaning there than the present could ever hold... I will never understand anything in it's moment.