tonight is going to be hard

The heat and my blood and the children are conspiring to shut me down. I can feel the intelligence being sucked out. I’m being stripped down by inanities. I think I remember this feeling last time I tried to watch television. I’m a different person like this. I’ll cut myself on my wit, because suddenly, it’s dulled.

This week I work Monday too. I’m going to require some serious cleansing. Tonight is Spike’s fundraiser at Lick. I’m counting on it to shift me back into reality a bit. Settle me back into my brain, because right now I’m alone. There’s a beautiful song in my heart, but the singers echos won’t shine enough without another listen. Tomorrow is pointing to Farenheit 9/11, though, so perhaps I’ll be set free.

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