Head empty as an eggshell. Bird has hatched, left and I´m left behind.

Damn.. Heat and annoyance blocks everything atm, so I can´t write a word without associating in 200mph. And it´s annoying. I can´t catch the passages made up in my own head, they just run past me and I can at best catch a glimpse of them.
Calming down isn´t an option really.


I miss my cds. I miss my noise-making half-dead stereo and my metal-albums. I miss being able to be at my own apartment.. But there´s no possibility of that as long as the toilet is broken, and is suuuucks!!!

I wish I had something to write atm.. But I feel muted. No thoughts, no reactions, nothing but intake, process, result.. I feel like a fucking robot. If it´s because I´m worried I´m going to explode of pure boredom or frustration, I don´t know. I try to just keep normal.
Not the easiest thing to do.