my CSI addiction

In the past one year I have been stunned with the CSIs; LV, NY, and Miami.

Let it be new episodes or seasons or never ending re-run.. still freeze me up till 2AM.

Is it the story? The chicks? (Well…), the thrill? Or maybe just one of my OCDs? I don't know..

One thing I know that the good guys (almost) always win.. And maybe that was the thing that drugged me in, out of my dissapointment to surroundings and out of my helpless, soundless, clueless protests..

Man will always find his own version of drugs, won't he?

*written at almost 1AM, in between CSIs…

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