BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze mists in, a thick blanket woven from chemicals. It starts with a whisper, a subtle alteration in perception. The world blurs, edges becoming nebulous. It's a journey into the manufactured peace, where worries evaporate and reality melts like butter. But this synthetic slumber, it has a dark side. A creeping void that lingers even when the