You glance at the clock and you see you have been watching nakedness for three hours without peeing or drinking. You have not even wanted a smoke. But you do now. You stop by the kitchen to pour some ice tea. Now you are outside on the porch puffing a smoke. But you don't feel connected to life here. You know now that anything else you do is just interruption of your watching, your precious watching. You are half hard while thinking up names to type into the search bar. The sexy sexy search bar! You pull a little container of yogurt to spoon up while your eyes settle into another long gaze.