There are occasions when I find myself burning the midnight oil on a project, wrapping up work before heading to bed for a full day ahead. My rational mind comprehends the need for rest and acknowledges the adverse effects of staring at a screen in the dark on my ability to fall asleep. Yet, there's a tiny corner of my brain, perhaps the ventral tegmental area, that craves that final hit of dopamine.
Even though I'm aware of my fatigue and the necessity for sleep, the temptation to check my iMessages, post on Instagram and X, and, if I'm horny enough, delve into Onlyfans, becomes irresistible.
By Adam Ellis @adamtots
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