Tonight so I feel “comfortably numb,” to borrow a

phrase from Pink Floyd. Two glasses of wine lol. 

Never in my life have I have been so stressed. 

Today I met my quota, my quota with myself, writing 1,000 words. I don’t think “it’s” any good but so

Something is compelling me to write it. 

Writing keeps me sane. If I didn’t I suppose voices would take over. 

I am watching “Pennyworth.” 

So wish I could travel back in time to the 50s or 60s.

they knew how to dress, lol