Lulling Cotton Wool and Rainbows

When my brain is stuffed with fuzzy cotton wool, rainbows and Pusheen, I let songs play on loud enough to connect my brain. Let the thinking waves go into the invisible dotted lines to put me into concentrate and relax mode. Being able to work while singing instead of allowing me go berserk, shoving everything aside and me, completely turned away to doing something absolutely opposite of what I’m supposed to.

Like posting THIS! – The fuzziness of a bunch of Pusheens is mind shocking to the membrane. 

So, I suppose I’ll call that stuff that I do, my NONE BOX. I mean, men have that NOTHING BOX, right? It goes well with ‘lulling my none box’. Haha. I’m lulling. Hahaha.

(I just rejected a letter someone asked for my boss to sign. Hahaha. I’m such a b*tch. Hahaha.)

Lulling back to work then.


Author: momsthetruth

Struggling INFJ living in broad daylight and pretends she sleeps through the day like a vampire but knows nothing about Twilight, aside of that hairy beast thing that changes when the girl he can't have does something that can get herself killed.

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