As soon as I shake the residual, soul-sucking side-effects of work, I might actually dig into Minah’s eleven-questions today. I don’t want to take it all lightly.
I’m picking up a few followers everyday now. So now I also feel the pressure to show up and do something. That’s good. I need the pressure.
If I can shake this surly, antisocial desire to be an angry, seething vacuum–I’ll do it tonight. Sometimes, I feel like my brain is in a vice–that there is an external pressure on my lobes–driving me out into that halls of BAD BAD pessimism and surliness.
I don’t like feeling this way. I’m sure I’ll get over it. But in the spirit of transparency–there you go.