a stuffed frog is peeking out of my shirt and i'm balancing 2 rolls of toilet paper on my head as i type this. the first roll went up when i started freaking out about deadlines. the second roll came up when i heard about added copy. the stuffed frog jumped in there for fun. i am VERY stressed at the moment.

and the irony of it all? i'm writing articles about destressing.

despondent i is feeling for week of next whole.

dedoowhoop

'It is said that we are born from a quiet sleep and that at death, we slip into a calm awakening.'
- Chuang Tzu