I don't want anything touching me right now. I get like this around the Imparting of the Red Sea, where everything feels icky. I only want to eat smooth cool foods and wear slips and my lingerie/chemise things all the time.
Ok, now I  can't fucking think or write. I have  all  this  writey crap in  my head and getting it down isn't working. I feel electrically charged. The way people describe before they get hit by lightning.

Frustrated.