Dear Mind,
I know that you are just doing your job, and I greatly appreciate your assistance in all my creative endeavors, so be aware that I mean no disrespect when I say this:
It is 2:30 AM. I have school in a few hours. Shut up.
We will talk in the morning. Until then, find some way to amuse yourself -- give me a really trippy dream or something -- just let me sleep, for the love of Dionysus.
Your pal,
Erin
3 comments:
I still think it's really trippy that you take Dionysus's name in vain. I mean, knowing *him* and knowing *you*...
Eh, Dionysus and I are bros... Considering that most literary incarnations of me are raging alcoholics.
I have had almost the same screaming conversation with my brain.
I sure wish it would work when I want and stop when I want. Instead it seems to do the opposite.
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