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
