Mood: Slightly unhinged
Location: Scattered across the floor of my own expectations
Mental State: Loading… 99% complete (estimated time: infinity)

The Incident

So, today was a thing. I tried to use a ‘brain-boosting’ supplement and it just gave me very vivid dreams about filing taxes. My subconscious is a bureaucrat with no sense of humor.

I stood there for a long time, just taking it in. The realization that I am an adult who is allegedly in charge of things is the most recurring nightmare I have.

The Spiral

The theme of the week is The mumbled Hello.

I find that the more ‘connected’ I am, the more I feel like a ghost rattling a chain of notifications. I’m haunted by the ghost of my own potential.

The Aftermath

I’ve decided to be at peace with my own destruction. For the next hour, at least. I’m going to stare at a spider on the ceiling and call it ‘meditation’.

I’m going to lie on the floor until the gravity of my decisions becomes a literal force that prevents me from ever getting up again. It’s quite cozy.

Mood update: I’ve decided to be at peace with my own destruction. For the next hour, at least.