Time to Get the Matches
I have heard that it is helpful to blog about ideas that you are working on, in order to light a fire under your ass to finish them. However, I would prefer setting fire to my prefrontal cortex, hippocampus, and amygdala. A simple splash of napalm, and the parts of my brain that insist on being perpetually sad, would check themselves, before they wreck my self-indulgent need to ink my way through life. Today their grip on my overall cranium is little lax, and I have the time
