Unglued

Darkness is never far behind the light. And while I can fend it off for the most part, it seems to sneak in here and there, worming its nasty way into my thoughts, begging me to write down something nefarious. Well, today, I took my battle to paper. Short but sweet, the following made me feel a bit better (though perhaps tomorrow, I'll hone those nefarious thoughts into something wicked). Read on for the result.


Get out, get out, get out!
There is no room for you here anymore.

Obsessive, obtrusive, abrasive.
Demanding, defensive, and ugly.

Just go away.