Category: Provigil

Last Tuesday my neighbor Dan waved me over to the fence, phone in hand, face flushed. “I just paid two-twenty for thirty pills that taste like chalk,” he hissed. “The tracking number died after ‘Singapore customs.’” Same story every month: Reddit link, flashy landing page, money gone. I told him what the sleep-clinic nurse told […]

My flat-mate Sam called it the “Monday pill.” He’d crawl out of bed at 05:45, pop half a 200 mg tablet he ordered from some Polish pharmacy, and by 06:05 he was whistling while the kettle boiled. No doctor, no insurance forms, no awkward questions about why a graphic designer needs a narcolepsy drug. If […]

Last Tuesday at 06:15 my neighbor texted: “Coffee stopped working–any ideas?” She’s a resident juggling 14-hour shifts and two toddlers. I told her the same thing I told my cousin who flies red-eyes for a cargo airline: Provigil, the tiny 200 mg pill that keeps you awake without turning you into a trembling espresso bean. […]

Last Monday my neighbor Lena missed the morning stand-up because she dozed off on the commuter train–again. She’s a junior auditor, 14-hour shifts, and the kid keeps her up at night. Coffee turned her stomach, energy drinks gave her the shakes, so she asked me what actually works. I told her the same thing I […]

Last Tuesday, 7:14 a.m.–my neighbor Mia was already on her second cup of coffee and still yawning like a lion. She opened her phone, tapped twice, and thirty hours later a discreet envelope slid through her mail slot. Inside: twenty blister-packed tablets of Provigil (modafinil 200 mg). No doctor-office small talk, no pharmacy queue stretching […]

Last winter my cousin Tara, a UBC grad student, had 48 hours to finish her thesis. The pharmacy line snaked around the block and her prescription was “on back-order.” She texted me a screenshot: $42 per pill at the local chain. I replied with a link she still bookmarks–an accredited Canadian portal that ships generic […]