Tuesday belonged to the gutters of a thesaurus.

I mean, every foul corner of word and thought was visited. I nearly choked on mealy-mouthed adverbs, and I’m still hacking up thorny adjectives of anguish two days later.

Why? What cataclysm befell me?


As in, myself and I.

A migraine headache stripped me raw of all my anti-crazy meds and left my anxiety and panic naked to the elements. (Honestly, I haven’t had a day so bad in well over a decade.)

The good news: I survived and am now properly covered again.

The bad news: I’d forgotten how truly ugly I am underneath.  

Until tomorrow…


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