Or is it just the crushing anxiety of the world around me?

Do your fingernails ever get so long that they irritate you any time you touch something with them?

And then you’re so frustrated that you accidentally cut them off just slightly too short.

So now they irritate you any time you touch things because they just very slightly hurt.

That was my whole yesterday.

I tried to exorcise those demons by digging up the posts from the old porch and by organizing a ridiculous amount of sockets and ratchets.

It worked to varying degrees of success.

It sure did wear me the fuck out…

I rounded the day out by reading the fourth volume of Hellboy.

Because Hellboy.

Today is supposed to be nice outside.

So I’m hoping to burn more shit today.

Fingers crossed.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC