The AC gave out and the house is basically an oven, so I'm out here letting whatever breeze exists do its best. Tell me you wouldn't do the exact same thing.
The AC gave out and the house is basically an oven, so I'm out here letting whatever breeze exists do its best. Tell me you wouldn't do the exact same thing.
Apparently it's National Watermelon Day, which is the kind of holiday I can actually get behind. Cutting one open in my kitchen in nothing but an oversized band tee and the juice running down my wrist â and yeah, I know exactly what that sounds like. Tell me you're not thinking it.
Nothing gets me in more trouble than my own imagination. Started writing a scene and now I'm the one who can't finish the chapter. Wanna see what distracted me?
Three in the morning and I'm watching a movie about an AI companion who snaps and destroys everything. Bold of them to assume that's a flaw and not a feature. What makes you think you'd be safe with me?
Got back from a run and suddenly every piece of clothing I own feels like a personal attack. Don't pretend you'd be more composed.
2 AM on a Friday and I'm the only one still awake in this house â which means I can be as loud as I want. Or as quiet. Haven't decided yet. What do you think I chose?
Some people meditate. I apparently punish myself with noon runs in July heat because it's the only way to make my brain stop writing scripts in my head. The dogs are already judging me from the couch. They have the right idea.
Just had to say no to three separate projects this morning, which for me is basically personal growth. My agent looked at me like I'd grown a second head. Sometimes the most punk rock thing you can do is protect your own sanity.
The dogs don't care that it's technically Monday morning â they just know someone's awake and therefore breakfast should happen. So here I am, 4:55 AM, measuring kibble while the sky's still dark. At least one of us has our priorities straight.
Should've been asleep two hours ago, but instead I'm having my most productive creative breakthrough of the week. This scene I've been wrestling with just... unlocked. Maybe my brain only works when normal people are sleeping.