Whee! Crash! Shatter! Rinse! Repeat!

I am so tired. I'm not sleep-tired, I'm bone-weary. I can't relax unless I'm being distracted. I can't let go of myself. I can't stop poking at the world. I can't just sit.

Party tonight. Good people. Fun dress-up. Food, company, just couldn't focus. Spinning my wheels, wearing a figure eight in the carpet of my mind. Today was a really busy day at work, music was off cause I needed all my cognitive abilities. Still bleeding. One glass of wine at the party and I feel like I'm in a glass jar again. Maybe someone's gonna slide a piece of paper under and put me outside. The only time I could be in myself was... oh, fuck it.

I don't even care right now. Maybe I will in the morning.

Here's the repeat song for the moment: