My acupuncturist once hooked his needles to a machine which delivered low-voltage electricity to my body in steady pulses.
At that time, only about 7 or 8 needles covered my body.
The way I'm feeling now, it's as if every square millimeter of my flesh is set with these needles, while the machine is set to high, and each electric impulse sparks flecks of white light into my skin.
After bypassing the epidermis, the sparks burrow through the subcutaneous fat layer, then the viscera, and settle in my blood, where my circulatory system moves it along through every organ, muscle, nerve.
I thrum and throb with nervous energy.
And it won't stop.