I’m sorry people, but the deadlines won.
There shall be no free writing tonight.
My brain has closed.
I tried coffee. I tried kpop. Nothing is working. I guess that means good night.
PS. Is there really such a thing as too many GIFs?
PPS. I’m too tired to be held responsible for any of this.
PPPS. And now my father’s voice is in my head – If you don’t want it to bite you in the donkey, don’t write it down.
First comes exhaustion, then comes paranoia. Take me away…