Anxiety hello again. Back to haunt my future before it happens. Thanks. I really need it. I need to escape for a while. Past people crop up and rock the boat. Future people already make me anxious. I need a new life. A new identity. A new address. A new body. A new mind. Some people just do my fucking head in. I’m walking the fine line between sanity and insanity daily yet most would t know it or see it. It must be that time of year again. Silly season. Paranoia is a bastard too. It can fuck off. The elite are screwing us all over yet most don’t care. They live in their little fantasy worlds. We’re killing each other and the planet. Fuck off. Leave me alone. Blah blah blah. Bad dreams still happening. At least superman lives. We need to disintegrate into the primordial soup. Birth again but better. Another planet. Another time. We all need to accept death and go.