Thoughts, Actions, Results: Life

All dolled up, dressed to the nines, D cap, smart vest, socks and shoes to match, yet somehow stuck in my new abode. Rain falls. The sun sets. Cold air defies the glass panes of my bedroom windows. A subtle chill builds.

My day began less than three hours ago. The time was 16:00. I Fell asleep at 2:00. Nobody needs that much sleep. Jet lag or not, it's simply unnatural. But once again, I rebel. Normality, I hwark and launch an arching spit in your face. Savor that you flavorless bitch...