Need step away.  Frustration creeping in every synapse and sentiment.  Would love a drive, to where.  Maybe glass of something.  What.  Not really in mood for wine.  Not sure what I’m in mood for other than not being here at-desk and in this house on this street listening to the neighbors kids screech and scramble screaming like lab animals on some experimental stimulant.

3:55 and still nowhere.  “Tangerine Sour” by Emancipator and 9 Theory.  Stop, just toggle through thought…. In control of this, day and AE park.  Music, just listen… the song is the priority right now.