Trudgel Smiting

Today was like a 747 full of people headed for the side of a mountain. Only the people riding inside of the giant super flight were my emotions.

Detonated on the craggy airless rock face those survivors slowly consumed each other until nothing was left, and I was able to reset.

Lets just say, I’m glad its over. Some days the madman within wins out and holds the remaining civil patrons at gun point. He learned his escape skills from Dennis Hopper, gets control of the wheel and yanks it this way and that never subsuming a speed under 55 into the collective of his driving skills. After a moment of sobriety, a chemical change initiated by a mouse fart or… your guess is as good as mine, things stabilize and I’m back to Dr. Jekyll and all is well.


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