Eating in the dark

Deep into the night, I lit up a candle and served myself a plate of food. As I took my first bite, it tasted less vibrant which was exactly what I wanted that night. I wanted a less sensitive experience and an unsatisfied bite actually satisfied my mind. The flame from the candle rocked back and forth, side to side. It seemed to push its energy towards me every time it moved and it rocked me back and forth, side to side. I felt drunk after a while and the food tasted even more tasteless. My surroundings started to shift in motion on all directions like a Van Gogh painting. It was now time for some real wine. I want to get black out drunk tonight.