Wri ting

I was going to work on my scifi thing tonight, but I’m so done with this world at the moment. Kinda wishing I was in the states right now so I could buy a Berreta and shoot large targets shaped like surrealist creates. Maybe Dali replicas or something.

Might write something usual though. Maybe some peculiar prose, or odd poetry. I don’t really know. I’m in a bit of an odd state of mind. It’s nice though. Different than the often stagnant uninspired state I’ve been in quite a bit in recent days and weeks.