I have decided that my personification of sleep right now is a thug in a dark alley with brass knuckles, a personal vendetta, and a point to prove.
And yes, the time stamp is correct. And yes, I'm exhausted.
I've also decided to start writing poetry at work instead of fucking around so much on the internet. Poetry to follow, maybe later today or tomorrow- assuming screwing off at work goes well.
2 comments:
Wow, wish I could be creative at work. The best I ever do is a disorganized blog post.
Speaking of, I did an EXTREMELY disorganized write-up of thoughts about getting into the publishing industry for you. Hope it helps! But if I missed and you have specific questions, I'm happy to answer!
Poetry by Katie leaves a Chelsea waiting.
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