planet crap

journal. thoughts. stories that didn't make it to the newspaper.

Dear Earth,

I’m writing to tell you that I’m about to explode. I’ve been caught in a whirlwind the past few weeks; everything around me seems horribly unorganized; and I’ve not been able to cross out anything on my to-do list…my 2-week-old to-do list.

To-do lists must never grow over a week old. But the one I have is 2-weeks old. This is bad. Really bad. My thoughts are in a vortex, spinning like WHAT THE FUCK.

Help.

7 months ago
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