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I run every day and it don't matter. I'm on anti-anxiety meds right now, at work, writing a blog post, and trying not to dwell on everything that has to get done tonight or I'll die. I don't give a flying antichrist on hell's rocket who's bothered by this right now.
Sunday is technically my last day of school so pray to the gods for me.
What am I insecure about?
The ozone layer.
I'm a talentless hack.
Concentration camps in Sri Lanka and bitches are buying up our travel guides talking about how Zen their trip will be.
The closest relationship I have right now is with my dog.
And I'm hiding under my desk in the receiving room of our bookstore wondering if I should paint my nails or set my hair on fire. Maybe that's the meds talking.