[sigh] I just can't do anything normal
I'll leave my previous entry of purple prose up, mostly as a reminder to myself. Apparently, when I get tired and emotional, I write monologues (un)worthy of an overblown romance novel.
By the light of this (admittedly overcast) day, everything seems like much less of a "big deal". \
Let this be a lesson to you all: put child-proof caps on your internet impulses, lest you rise with writer's remorse.
By the light of this (admittedly overcast) day, everything seems like much less of a "big deal". \
Let this be a lesson to you all: put child-proof caps on your internet impulses, lest you rise with writer's remorse.
Hmmm...what's normal though? At least you don't smell stinky. But on a more "serious" note, I think it's just human. Or being tired. At least you can form full (and functional!) sentences that time of day.
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