Everybody's got their vices. There are just certain things we do to cope with the horror that is human existence. And if you try and quit one, you inevitably find a different vice to replace it with.
There's a certain level of irony in being too burnt-out to write a post about burnout. But I'm writing it anyway, so, if it starts to turn into complete jibberish, just know that my brain has, in fact, turned to pudding