This is supposed to be the Month! of Creativity! and I feel about as creative as a wet sock full of moldy oatmeal. I may be having a genuine mid-life crisis. Or a full-body reaction to endless grey skies and work. Check back with me on that.
In the meantime, I cannot stop listening to this song loud in the car. Not only is it catchy but it feels fucking fantastic to shout the opening lines over and over. Like I've been wronged, when I don't think I have. Check back with me on that too: