Sating the Ewe Itch

Running tangled and wild, within and around my Anxiety and Panic is a lively and vile streak of OCD.

While I’ve managed to tamp down on it most times, the OCD still scurries around me, causing mayhem hither and yon.

Recently I’ve found a new way to satisfy the scoundrel: playing Minecraft.

For an hour or two a night, I fold to my obsessive itches and scratch and scratch and scratch.

A thousand blocks might crumble on a block night. A million seeds sown on farming day. A gazillion sheep sheered on ewe night.

Is this good or bad for me?

Don’t know. Not asking.

Until tomorrow…


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