lacococolitis
The torture of being away from caulk for so long you start seeing it in your dreams and your fingers are twitching like you’re about to grab a tube.
I dream about caulk now. It’s like my brain is haunted by a tube of white goo.
My hands are shaking. I think I’m going to caulk my face if I don’t get some soon.
I walked past a hardware store and almost broke down crying. It was too much.