Every now and again, you may find yourself, in a random moment, thinking to yourself, “WHAT THE F*** IS WRONG WITH YOU?”
I’ve had many a moment recently where I’ve been thinking this about myself. And I still don’t know the answer. I am, however, able to identify the possible ones. Like a multiple choice question, that would probably comprise of about eight options. I will update this when I find out.
I feel like I should be in bed all the time. I’d be happier if I was. I swear we would all be happier, healthier and less likely to be dicks to each other if hibernation was a thing that humans did. I mean, look at Donald Trump (or The Fart, as he is known in my house). There’s a guy in need of a very long nap. It might make him a nicer person – Ok maybe not entirely, but it might at least make him want to ditch the bad hair, fake tan and vile rhetoric. The Brexiters on social media could benefit from a long lie in too. Being a hateful person must be exhausting, musn’t it?