Category: Provigil

I used to fall asleep at red lights. Three cups of coffee, window down, music blaring–nothing helped after a 14-hour night shift in the ER. Then an attending scribbled “Provigil 200 mg” on a pink pad and said, “Pick it up before you kill somebody.” Thirty minutes after the first pill I felt like someone […]

You know the feeling–alarm rings at 6:00, your brain is still parked in neutral, and the inbox is already screaming. A Vancouver courier pilot told me he pops a single 200 mg tab thirty minutes before the pre-flight brief; by the time he’s buckled in, the fog is gone and the approach plates actually make […]

Last Tuesday I watched my neighbor Jake haul his laptop to the corner café at 6 a.m., still wearing the same hoodie from the night before. By noon he’d closed a client deal, finished a 4,000-word brief, and still had the energy to joke with the barista. His secret? A blister strip he pulled from […]

You know the feeling: the alarm screams at 6 a.m., your head is still on the pillow, and tomorrow’s deadline is already breathing down your neck. I’ve been there–last winter I had to finish a 200-page audit before the holidays. Coffee turned my stomach into a rock concert, energy drinks left me twitchy, and a […]

I still remember the first time I paid $9 for a single 200 mg tablet at a U.S. chain pharmacy. The receipt felt like a parking ticket. Two weeks later a friend who ships heart-rate monitors to Delhi told me he’d seen identical blister packs in a Karol Bagh drugstore for roughly the cost of […]

Last Tuesday at 2:17 a.m. my roommate found me on the kitchen floor, laptop glowing like a UFO, three empty coffee mugs rolling around me like loose marbles. Project due in six hours, brain humming like a fridge with a loose wire. That was the night I typed “buy provigil online reddit” into an incognito […]

Last Tuesday at 2:17 a.m., my courier app pinged: “Package outside–needs signature.” I padded downstairs in mismatched socks and signed for a plain yellow mailer that felt light as popcorn. Inside were ten blister strips stamped Modalert-200. No pharmacist, no waiting room, just a PayPal receipt for 62 bucks. Three hours later I was editing […]