Today I started to wonder why my brain felt awfully full. Like it was going to implode. You know the feeling, don't you? When you feel like all the randomness is gathering, waiting for you to crack. In fact, I've been feeling like this for around 8 days. Earlier on I could feel myself verging on insanity, and I couldn't work out what was going wrong.
So, I made a list of questions:
1. Am I still talking to myself?
2. Have I burst into song randomly within the last 24 hours?
3. Is my pet alien still in hibernation under my bed?
Yes. His mother ship still hasn't come.
4. Have I left my homework until the last minute again?
Yes... I mean no...
But, alas, after going through the list, I still couldn't find the source of the problem. Then, it hit me like a lightning bolt in a blizzard.
When was the last time I blogged?
The answer was simple. 8 days.
So my final note is, reader, that if you are as random as I, your maximum brain capacity for randomness is 8 days. That's all it takes before you go completely wacky.
Just don't ask me what happens after then. I honestly don't know, and I don't plan on finding out anytime soon.