Ok. There’s something wrong with me today. In the strangest mood ever.
1. I saw your picture on my computer screen… so logically, I hugged my laptop.
2. I told people in my writing class that when I walk around on campus, or anywhere, doing anything: I think of things in words. Like, this bottle of lotion on my desk. I could write a whole paper on it, describing it, giving it certain symbolic attributes. They looked at me like I was crazy. I think I might be.
3. I have been sitting at this desk for 4 hours and I haven’t done any work. I have one page left to write for this essay. I have done nothing. But sit here. I’m serious.
Oh, except that I got up to spin around really really fast while tilting my head to the right. Then, when you stop, you see if you can remain standing. It’s really hard to do. But I did it!
What is wrong with meeeeee?