My brain is so anxiety-prone like a pinball machine. If I don't get up in the morning and focus my thinking my breathing and my being for about 12 minutes I'm just a screwball all day long.
What they're not ready for is guys like you and I and Nails and all the other gnarly gnarlingtons in my life that we are high priests Vatican assassin warlocks. Boom. Print that people. See where that goes.
