I have to exorcise some unnecessary thoughts in my head so that I can be a fully functional person again. It's been a week with the devil residing in my head. Now, what would Jesus do?
When I need to seek clarification by my lonesome, I find that writing shit down makes the most sense. It's not about setting things in stone, but the process of writing requires you to think twice about what rolls off your fingers and on to your keyboard. Hence, bringing order to a disorderly mind.
So I guess, that is why I'm here writing something as vague, obscure and ambiguous as the next B-grade movie.
And now, my favourite crooner.