The Bloody Doors Off

Yep. The countdown is on.

Went out earlier to get a few grocery items. Saw there was an envelope from the bankruptcy trustee in the mailbox. Too much panic in my head (needlessly) over what it could’ve been. Then waited 30 minutes for a streetcar. Put me in a shit mood. And when I headed back, I stopped off at Tim Hortons for a coffee to warm up. And waited another 20 minutes for a streetcar. In rush hour.

Fuck, I’m reaching for something to write about tonight.

Tomorrow’s the play. I don’t know if it’s any good. There.