Clockwork Me
As if my mainspring is unwinding, I keep grinding into fits and starts. Stopping momentarily, on my day off, and trying to figure out what to do with myself. Then moving on to another mundane thing. I’m kind of aggressively depressed at the moment. Perhaps getting outside will help. I’m going to take a camera. And a shot of Mezcal. I need some kind of key, to wind me back up.