defectivejunk: I am thinking about work tomorrow

And when you lay awake at night, sometimes – not often, but sometimes – the thought of the next day becomes too much to bear. The agony of what the future holds – or could hold – gathers together. It forms little clumps of unbearable wisdom, fractalline crystals that bombard you.

When they collide, it is an explosion; a nightmarish chain reaction that tears holes in the fabric of space. You don’t know what is coming. But you know if what is coming is good or evil. You are playing Russian roulette with your thoughts.



Click.

                          Click.




Clllllllllllllick.


And sleeplessness follows.

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