My brain needs a kill switch.
I think it's having a quarter-life crisis.
I'm neurotic, anyway, so it's hard to tell.
Maybe it's just one of those onslaught of thoughts moments; I think a dam cracked somewhere.
Stop thinking.
A nap, a drink (but, blast I am out of Amaretto di Amore, which is what I'm having a taste for), and a notebook. Not sure which notebook. Any notebook; I'll force myself into any one of the in the works stories.
But I can't have any of that until I get home.
I'm neurotic, anyway, so it's hard to tell.
Maybe it's just one of those onslaught of thoughts moments; I think a dam cracked somewhere.
Stop thinking.
A nap, a drink (but, blast I am out of Amaretto di Amore, which is what I'm having a taste for), and a notebook. Not sure which notebook. Any notebook; I'll force myself into any one of the in the works stories.
But I can't have any of that until I get home.