I’ve got an itch to write a story about my brain fog and lassitude

J M Jackson
Sep 1, 2018 · 1 min read

My mind is a wet blanket flapping in the breeze draped on a dirty washing line.

The wet blanket would have a back story but I’m too distracted to think of one.

The breeze would be northerly but that’s about all I can say about that.

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J M Jackson

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Husband and father who writes about the human condition while trying not to come across too Kafkaesque at parties. He doesn't actually go to any parties.

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