Sneaky little thing

{ Venice, Italy // December 2014 }

"How are you?" "Exhausted." 

I look fine though. Actually, I look like I've just been dipped into sunshine sprinkles and I'm blinding everyone with my face. Howeverrrrrrrrrrr,

I'm exhausted.

In my head. Mentally.

You know what's the problem? Over thinking. Oh o ho o ho o ho. The horrible thing is giving me headaches.

I imagine over thinking as a tiny fuzzy monster that quietly sneaks into your ear and struts right up into your noggin. It comes to the "Mind Control" door and it just come busting in without knocking. How rude. Ah, where are the room guards, you ask? They're on a lunch break. What great timing. The over thinking monster has been planning. After sneaking in, it gets overwhelmed by the amount of buttons and switches on the control panel and decides to go nutters on the pressing and switching flips. Therefore, resulting in me feeling like I'm going to go slightly nutters if I don't get myself back in check. Fortunately, the room guards come up after their lunch, tummies full and surprised to see their room being used by the fuzzy thing. They take over and throw out the little monster and vow to take better care of my head.

Ta da.

y'guys...