Flex

Car’s gone. Got hauled off today. Check is in the mail.

Today’s been one of those days where you pick up your shoes three times and drop them every damn time.

Extremities are tingling; I think I have circulation problems. Or a pinched nerve. Or too much caffeine on a daily basis. Caffeine’s a vasoconstrictor. Or I’m just old.

Strange times at work. Still figuring my ass from a hole in the ground. Everybody’s busy, nobody’s helping. Actually, help is there if I’d actually break silence and ask for it.

Changes. Changes are happening. Not at all welcome, but shit happens to force my hands. Best I can hope for is to push through with grace in these times of friction.