I’m Electric

I recharge. When my battery light on my soul is flickering, when I’m dragging, when I’m emotionally exhausted, I stick my fingers into the socket. Oh yes, that’s certainly a burst of energy. I convulse — that’s how you know it’s working. Added benefit: my hair looks really good after I do this. Like even better than it usually does. I know, that doesn’t seem possible, but it is.