Brutalities in My Parlor

stockvault-claire132262Being both gangly and many-legged is a terrible thing for a brain.

Cooping said-mind up for a number of days, not allowing it to stretch its ungodly length in a frenzy of writing is particularly bad.

Make that gray mass twitchy, irritable and perhaps just a little bit rabid and you’re inviting a nightmare event into your sleep parlor.

It’s frankly cinematic the way my mind cracks.

*sighs*

Family visits are wonderful things but the scarcity of writing time they allow can get rather nasty for my sleep.

I have to wear my brain out, figuratively bring it to its Prozac-laden knees, to get it to behave reasonably well over a night.

Family visits preclude such brutal tiring out of the old noodle.

Hence, nightmares with delusions of grandeur.

Why, oh why, can’t normalcy visit my sleep parlor?

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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