Hair-Raising Arizona

I’ve been in my bed since 7:45 p.m. but it was one of those nights where I couldn’t turn off my overly active and highly intelligent mind¹ and now it’s almost 1 a.m. and I’m lying here, wide awake, and there’s someone circling my block on a loud motor cycle, which is annoying the piss out of me and has me convinced that this guy is going to be hiding behind my shower curtain tomorrow morning.

-Bev

¹“Couldn’t turn off my mind” is, in this case, a literal translation of “couldn’t stop curating the perfect playlist for the bike bar cruise that I’ll be embarking on in a few short weeks when Henrietta, Agatha, and Ardith visit MyCity.”

Obviously, I typed this post last night/this morning, but I had some editing that needed to be done on my computer instead of phone, and I was too scared to get out of bed to get the computer because, well, that guy… so I’m posting it now.