>every third

I just sip the last drop of my third cup of coffee. Yah, that was my third cup and this is only my third hour of being awake. I’m not trying to drink as much coffee as I could but I think I am bound to such because my body is dead, and my mind is striving to be sane. And coffee is the only good solution that I see.

I’ve been switching radio stations too, looking for something soothing, some thing that would free me of this thing which I don’t know how to say. This is my third radio station too, & I still don’t feel soothed by the way. The past two consecutives were both AM stations and this third time, I’m listening to Ernie Baron’s voice.
Another AM station.
Dum dum…