Thirteen days in Twin Peaks: Drink full and descend.

We might be mud that sat up in wonder and awe at the universe around us, and finds love in the most unexpected places, but we're still mud. Don't ever forget that you're nothing but a meat sack, with a fragile skull that can be crushed without hesitation, and an even more delicate consciousness that can be turned right off with a few chosen words of enormous portent.