Mood swings. Goddamn. I hate ’em. Been feelin’ buggy all day if the truth be told. I didn’t get to bed last night until late and then didn’t get to sleep until even later than that. I hope a recurrence of insomnia isn’t around the corner. Nah. Probably an isolated “sleepless” night. Yet, somehow I can’t help but think that the brick wall is right ahead of me … waiting to be slammed into at full speed. Hmm. Maybe I am crazy …
No matter, though. Some whiskey will take care of things.