Lately I find myself going insane.
I know. It goes well with the holiday season.It feels like a cross between Christmas and getting your head blown during New Year.
It started with hearing a Beautiful Mess then unconsciously changing the lines “Your comebacks they’re quick and probably had to with your insecurity” with “Your comebacks they’re quick and probably had to do with your insanity.” I thought it fits perfectly.
What’s surprising was that I tried to control the insanity. I really, really, really tried. In fact, yesterday I thought I was already making sense and will not have to spend Christmas on a mental asylum but this morning came another home run that got me all thinking again.
God. I never thought a time would come when I would really want to avoid thinking because I realized there are just times when it can really be bad for me.
I just want to throw up. It amazes me how a bazillion things can go wrong at the same time. It’s like a fireworks factory suddenly lit up or something. Sigh. If this was some other time that site might’ve actually been beautiful.
But definitely not now. Somebody hand me a plastic bag.