rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Sometimes

Sometimes I get the feeling that my brain has been replaced by a big bag of cotton wool. Not even the sight of mauve Frank arouses my interest. I think perhaps the fact that three days of being so busy that I have been unable to go for a proper walk may have something to do with it. I have been in the house, inhaling dust, and the dust is now clogging my brain. Hmmm...I wonder what would happen if I lit this match next to my ear....

::head explodes::
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