I feel like I'm on a slow moving tilt-a-whirl. I keep eating, like that's going to fix anything. More likely another storm tonight. Maybe that meteor that fell from the sky in a flash last night (I didn't see it, but it's on  the news...probably landed in Wisconsin) is sending me alien signals. I'm rooting for alien signals; then there's a chance they can fix this shit.

If my writing sounds even more bonkers and fragmented than usual, it's because I keep getting distracted  and pausing to drop my shoulders back  and close my eyes and breathe from my diaphragm.

Let go. gooooooooooooooooooo