jekyl and hyde

I can feel the Texas twang take over my speech patterns more all the time, filling me full of the vocal tics my mom worked so hard to prevent in Missouri.

I woke up this morning from a dream in which I was writing a musical. The current song was about quotations (at the time, I was on Chekov's "it's the day to day living that wears you out). I kinda wanna finish it, y'all know?