I had a dream last night that I was engaging in my old favorite activity: breaking shit. Then I woke up to find an email from Pusser, not saying much of anything really, but about a half hour later I really started to feel like crap. My mind went in all different which ways, with a this-sucks-but-that-sucks-more kind of trajectory, inevitably ending up at the conclusion that I myself suck most of all and should probably just crawl in a hole somewhere until this all blows over. The email was a trigger, I realized, about halfway through my commute, and so I decided to make a flow chart of my mind. Here’s what it looks like.
Fun, huh? Send me nice thoughts to replace all these shitty ones. Please.