I managed two hours. Better than last night. I've always had this problem, ever since childhood.
I was doing fine, but then the sky decided to unleash a thousand furies of ideas in the form of thunder, and for some reason the portal to conception ventured through my windows.
I'm the type of person, if I sleep for ten minutes, I'm rejuvinated; as fresh as a soggy Frankenstein monster, and just as coherent. I don't know if we share the sneezing out brain matter thing. That one may just be mine.
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