The End of My Mind Comes Not With a Bang, But a Bad Pun.

I think maybe I have had all of the ideas that I will ever have about anything. I’m fried. The cold is getting into my brain, and I’ve become stupid. I drew this doodle in my sketchbook. Change is a foot. Get it? (I know. I feel bad about it, too.)

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Sigh. I really hope this mental cold front passes.

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2 thoughts on “The End of My Mind Comes Not With a Bang, But a Bad Pun.

  1. orangeblorenge

    I know how that goes. I let go and stop thinking about it. More easily said than done.
    Dusty PS What cracks me up the most in this post is the “‘Get it?'” You’ll be fine.

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