Instagram. open. close. Text Messages. open. close. Discord. open. close. Back to Insta.
Forget why.
"So come on let's go let's go below zero and hide from the sun I'll love you forever, where we'll have some fun, Yes, let'***** the North Pole and live happily,"
huh. North Pole kinda screws up the tempo a bit
Wait did I answer James?!?!? or was that yesterday? nope. five minutes ago. Do i answer again??? would that look weird? Nevermind, i'll figure that out later Oooooh new message from James LMAOOO what is he even talking about
I should write a poem. nooo I should sleep I should write a poem about not sleeping then sleep while thinking of my next poem nooo i should prep for my meeting tomorrow agenda bullet points bullet point point and laugh that'd make for a good wheel of fortune clue no. focus. where's the doc?!?! Google Drive tab number 7 WHY IS IT OPEN TWICEEEEE
"Please, don't cry no tears now, it's Christmas, baby My snowman and meeeeeeee"
I just thought about it,
"where we'll have some fun" what if "fun" though?? is writing this fun? am i having fun? am i sad? am i happy? anxious? all of it? none of it?
of right. Insta someone typing someone stopped me, wondering if I said too much me, saying more
meetingmeetingmeetinggggg should i print this? make it into a pdf?
and also "it's christmas baby" .... it's July right?
i think i need to sleep
I haven't been diagnosed with ADHD nor do I think I have it, but this poem was about how full my head always feels, and specifically, this was actually a true story based on my brain trying to function last night.