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.