First Day Off

my body let me sleep ‘til 9 and I woke up inspired

my brain cracked open i grabbed the closest pen and this list poured out of me in the most obscene version of my handwriting—the one that comes out when my wrist is sprinting to keep up with my conscious:

I need to outline the podcast idea so Alex and I can start entertaining on a grander scheme

and I owe Josh feedback on his scripts, like real, thoughtful, critical feedback because I promised

and I have to get back to Mike’s comedy shows because he just started and what if he needs a familiar ugly laugh pouring through the crowd right up onto the stool he keeps touching

and I need to finish these scripts that have been mocking me in the corner, bullying me into self-hatred

A Creative surviving Capitalism. An iniquitous cycle. What a show.