It's time for work, and all I want to do is sit and write and read and listen to music all day.
And yeah, I could say that on most days. But especially today.
My head wants to explode. But in a good way. Kind of. Maybe not explode, exactly. Maybe just concentrate on something other than bank stuff for the next ELEVEN HOURS, then drift off to sleep and be right back at it in another six.
This time last year I was looking out over the Pacific Ocean. I think I'm having withdrawals.