It’s a crawly kind of feeling.

A deep creep.

A sourly slink.

The flaring, blaring need to do something.

Now.

RIGHT NOW!

It’s in my spine and in my head.

It’s leaping off my fingertips and staining/infecting/crapping up this blog…

Yeah, sorry about that.

You might consider some hand sanitizer about now.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe