BRAINFARTS
I’m tired. Tired and sad. Sad and sick. Sick and tired. Things on my mind: My throat hurts. Can NOT be sick right now. I can NOT believe I dropped that GLASS bottle of orange Halloween glitter makeup on the TILE floor this morning Will they EVER call? I don’t deserve some of my friends Am I really going to tell the board that this is my last year as Editor for the AWC? Why can’t I go to bed at a decent hour? Eh, it doesn’t matter. Some nights I could sleep 15 hours and it wouldn’t be enough...