My mind is racing. Thoughts popping like popcorn in hot oil. Yeah buddy. No rest for the wicked. Wicked = ME! Not really but the guilt is overwhelming. The fact that these feelings of culpability are fake as in MSU = making stuff up only makes matters worse. Why oh why do I do this to myself?? I can feel my cheeks reddening with embarrassment. But whatever. I read recently that you haven’t won a Twitter argument until the other person says “whatever”. Here is a big phat f*cking whatever!!!!!!! YOU win! I lose! And I’m okay with that.
TGIR folks. Hope your day is splendid. ❤
As always, more to come.