Sometimes, I think I have Parkinsons or some other truly debilitating disease.
I seem to lose track of my fingers, my legs stretch and flex without my volition and I can’t sit still.
It’s not ADHD; it’s uncontrollable muscle spasms or the inability to tell my fingers to hit the right keys, repeating the same mistakes again and again and again (as I did typing this).
I don’t know what’s going on or how to fix it. If I lose the ability to type, I lose the outlet of writing, which is a death knell.
My skin feels like it’s on fire and trying to leave at the same time.
Target: 900 words
Written: 662 words, novella: The Mungk
Read: Club Dead, Charlaine Harris
Comics: The Wicked + The Divine 34-37
Music: Use Your Fingers, Bloodhound Gang