Crispix

I've feel like I've lost my mind a bit.

I should probably read more and digital less. I think I need to climb a tree or stub my toe. I need to bleed a little. Maybe get a splinter.

I've been reading Fahrenheit 451. I could survive without books, but I couldn't survive without outside. I think even my body senses the isolation.

I ran out of bowls, so I'm eating cereal from a mug. I have no idea if I've eaten more or less than two bowls. I think I'll just keep eating until my insanity subsides.

There's a library just down the road. There's a Starbucks within 10 minutes of driving. Options.

I don't feel like a mad genius. I feel confused – the sort of confusion that gets you into an insane asylum. Although, they'll put you in one of those for any old reason.

I really want to eat Nutella, but that's high in sugar, and I still plan on going back to bed soon. I've eaten most of the Crispix; I think that'll do for now. I'm pretty sure I've eaten more than two bowls.

I think we can safely conclude that my mind is gone.

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