Cats, cuddling, clonazepam, carisoprodol, chocolate, cheese.
My amygdala will probably be freaking out heavily for the next three weeks, but the rest of me seems to feel okay.
Unless I count the daily simple partial seizures, exhaustion, true muscle weakness, inability to concentrate, headaches, xeroderma, bruxism, and lack of balance.
This may be why I keep watching all of Futurama on a steady loop. People who tell me not to watch a single television series over and over really don't understand how my brain works.
Also, this is sort of what it looks like on the inside of my mind right now.
