Brain Drips

This is nothing and everything at the same time.

I’m sitting at my desk, a mediocre cup of coldish coffee to my right emotional support pencil in my hand as I tip, tap, type away about nothing and everything at the same time.

The evergreens outside my window are judging me like the always do and I can hear the faint groan of my child waking up in the room next door. I will never not think she doesn’t s…