Falling off the wagon

For the most part, I'm off headphones. The iPod only travels between the computer for updates and the portable player for bedroom tune listening. But every now and then, I can't help pulling out the headphones, and when I do, I realize why they messed with my hearing so much in the first place. Once I start, I'm off for hours and hours of listening, with the volume keeping a steady pace upwards. Chores, TV and decent sleeping hours are foresaken. God, I love it. And miss it.