Something to the effect of the rapture is happening in the form of a virus that turns people into SPAM texting pod people.

And then no grocery store has eggs.

What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening.

Yesterday was crazy.

I did a ton of shit.

But it felt like I didn’t do much of anything.

It’s probably because everything was so spaced apart throughout the day.

And so random and different from the thing before it.

My eye was twitching by 8pm.

I was wiped out…

I was also irrationally disappointed with how much I got accomplished over the course of the day.

It’s probably, partially at least, because all of my tools are a disaster from the organizing of the gym over the weekend and I have to sort them out.

And now any time I need anything it’s a twenty minute search for it.

I’ll start having panicked dreams about organizing them if I don’t deal with them soon.

I hoping to get started on it today.

Right after another cup, or two, of coffee…

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC