I am feeling very stormy inside...

It is decompression ... I don't have enough sleep... I can't fall asleep... I can hear every sound and only 1 level of me is asleep at anytime... There is nothing I want to do... There is nothing for me to do...I hate resting... Fuck rest... What an incredibly hard month March has been... I've had to rein in all my reactions to news that would normally have me reeling all over the place... I had to because work is how it is, deadlines are killzones and I do not let anyone fuck with my work... My knuckles are too clean... I've not broken anything with them in a while... I need this dam to break... What is it... is it a need for exercise? not eating right? a need to detox? what? sex?

It's sex, isn't it.

I need some damn good homicidal sex to feel human again.

I'm heading out for a round the island ride.

Fuck it.