It’s a Sunday afternoon and I’m sitting in Hollywood wasting time because I’ve arrived a full hour early to my afternoon appointment. Mostly, this is involving chilling in the car and surfing on my phone because I was foolish enough to not being a notebook. Murphy’s Law I guess: the one time I fail to bring everything I own is the time I end up with free time. I’ve already surfed Facebook and Twitter and put on some makeup and discovered a small bleed in one of my eyes and researched it on the internet- probably nothing, unless it’s cancer. Or pregnancy. Because diagnostically those are the only three choices the internet provides.

So now I’m writing because I have time to write rather than because I have something to say. I’ve been struggling with shifting moods for the past few days: in one moment I will find myself lost in a gray reverie and in the next I’ll feel restless and agitated and in the next I’ll be feeling just fine with the world. Whenever I try to figure out what it is that’s bothering me, my mind keeps sliding off of the thought into yet another mood. It’s like being the parent of a teenager behind a locked door.

On which note: happy Mother’s day and a hundred thousand thanks to all the mother’s who manage to avoid throttling their daughters during the teenage years. Truly, some of us deserved it, and your self restraint is the stuff of legends.

At any rate, I guess that’s all the news that’s fit to print for today. Hopefully I’ll gather my wits by tomorrow.

~ by Gwydhar Gebien on May 13, 2018.

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