It's not a good day.
I set a timer for five minutes and write. No edits. Just write. Then I hit the publish button.
I'm doing it mostly so I show up, but also to allow my brain a way to dump what's sitting there.
There's rain falling from the sky. I think we've all spent too much time together (Day 51) and the buttons that we know how to push are now so large that they're like huge overgrown mushrooms on our backs and we bump them even if we're trying to avoid them.
I feel as if the entire world is on a roller coaster that never quite makes it to the top of the hill. All this anxiety building anticipation bullshit riding up up up up up up up up up up....
It's so exhausting.
I just want to actually get a good night's sleep.
Is that too much to ask?
Are hotel's taking customers right now? I kind of want to check in and never leave.
Seriously.
It's kind of time for the Hotel California. That doesn't feel like such a nightmare right now.
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