My brain has turned to mush. It isn't working right or maybe it is. I find myself trying to get to sleep at night worrying about what I should be worrying about. Needless to say, it isn't working too well.
I am still hanging in for the long dash for the light at the end of the tunnel. Well....at least I think there is one. Isn't there? A light I mean or a tunnel? Garrrk!
The only brain storms I am having are central core meltdowns. One of these days my neighbors will awaken to a great mushroom cloud over our apartment building, or at least where it used to be. It will be a black smoking hole in the ground.
Too many video games? Not enough? SHHHHHHHABOOOOOOM!!!!! Stop drop and roll? Oh, no, duck under your desk and cover your head with your arms.
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- The Hermit 18
- Concord, New Hampshire, United States
- Boomer, reader, writer, music fan, movie fiend and seeker. I am looking for some intellectual stimulation.
the cool thing about central core meltdowns is everything is all glowy afterwards.
ReplyDeleteBut seriously I know part of that feeling. I managed to get all of three hours sleep Tuesday morning after some very distressing developments with my new place and the people involved.
I reached a point the next day that I worked myself up into where I was litterally saying to myself "I've decided to go mad. I will close my eyes and dance frantically out of rythme with music that isn't there. I will have long and deep conversation about tesseracts and quantum uncertainty with some stuffed animals that I buy and artistically mutilate in public forums."
After all sometime it really does seem that the rest of the world is already crazy and the effort of keeping sane is an unnessecary burden. And you know what, just accepting that I could do those thing and just go completely around the bend took a lot of the stress out of it all. It also helps if you envision some truely bizzare level to which you could take it and laugh about it.
Then it just becomes easier to deal with figuring out how to handle it all.