Ever have one of those days when you wish sometimes you would just shut the hell up?

Just wondering

bad day yesterday, good day today. Apparently, despite all evidence to the contrary, I'm not a half bad poet. Hurrah! Anthologies here I come.

Today officially marks the start of the essay marathon extraordinaire.
I SWEAR I'm gonna do some work on the first one tonight.
I'm just gonna eat, go to the gym, and watch Medium first. Then I'll do it. Probably.