Day reset after this post
So I’m sitting here being an internet tweeker, just clicking on shit, checking Facebook, checking my blog stats, thinking about fights I want to fight, thinking about posts I want to post, getting up every fifteen minutes to smoke another cigarette, and just generally living in the Dark Playground.* I’m basically on a bender right now without any intoxicants whatsoever. Why? Who the fuck knows or cares. It’s just how I is. I’m mentally ill, because that’s why because that’s why because that’s why.
So I’m going finish this post, close the laptop, meditate for about 5 minutes, pray for about 5 minutes, and see if that helps. I’m going to try to “reset the day,” as I’ve heard people speak in meetings of doing. Can’t hurt.
*One of the all time greatest internet posts. If you haven’t seen it, take a look.
*I’m not actually in the Dark Playground, because I don’t really have anything super pressing to do. I’ve got a few tasks I need to get to by the end of the day, but whatevs. I work in bursts. Fortunately, my bursts produce produce aplenty.** I live in a world where I can get away with an awful lot of fucking around. I’m grateful to live in such a world, because no other world would have me.
**Yes, they produce produce. Like fruit trees produce produce, see?
—–Pushing publish, then shutting laptop in 3, 2, 1… Now!