My Strange Addiction

No matter how hard I try. No matter what I do to change my ways, I always resort back to this vice. 

Every day. Morning. Afternoon. Night. Even while I'm eating! This habit overwhelms me. I cannot shake the addiction. 

I pull up the web browser as I always do and type in the familiar web address that I'm so ashamed to see pop up  as a suggestion while I click the keys. Various windows, options, and alternatives pop up as I scroll for the only thing that will satisfy the feeling...

The Office. 

The piano music plays, Jim shits on Dwight, and before I know it I'm engulfed in hours of binging a show I've cycled through over 10 times. 

My friends and family are deeply affected by my addiction. "Analyst 1, why can't we watch a different show!?" 

No. Never. Nothing except Michael fucking Scott will appear on my screen as long as I'm still breathing. 

Maybe I'm wrong for this? But how can I be? Nothing compares to the humor, the slapstick, and the sheer intellect demonstrated in this cinematic masterpiece. 

I will stay addicted. And I will stay happy.