The Bloody Doors Off

I’m in a mood.

Cue the heavenly choir.

It’s a bumpy ride, to be sure.

Like. I bought beer today.

I almost never bought beer.

My wife asked why.

I had no answer.

I’m in a mood today.

She says it could be my fluctuating medications as I bump up my anti-depressants.

(Today is half the new dosage.)

Sounds right to me.

But I’m still in a mood.

Some work came in late yesterday. Due next Friday.

I don’t have the copy yet; basically just sourcing images to fit the management circular.

That should keep me distracted this week.

Doesn’t help my mood today, though.

But music has a positive influence.

The song is still stuck in my head. I don’t know what it’s for.

How long it’ll last.

Whether the idea will materialize or disperse into the ether.

I’m listening to Stevie Ray Vaughan at this moment.

Reminds me of a solo post I wrote a lifetime ago for an online roleplay game.

A character was near death, struggling for his life.

And coloured with the lyrics to SRV’s song.

I wish I had access to those scenes. I’m sure there’s gold among the dross.

That I could revisit. Make anew.

While waiting for that stupid story/post idea to show itself.

And it puts me in a mood.