I just couldn't resist it, I had to go and change it to see if I would get the same reaction that I got yesterday. It is too tempting to me, it scares me and draws me in at the same time. I can't leave well enough alone. I have to mess with it.
Maybe I'll change the image. Maybe I'll change the words. Maybe I'll go crazy. I just wish you weren't all witness to this, because now every time you come here, there will be something else. I can't stop myself from wanting to do something else with it. I am sitting on the fence between being predictable and being daring and I want to see how daring I can be.
Frankly, it's become an obsession and I will have to shut the computer off again in a little while. I am fixating on change and as long as I am enjoying it, there is no problem, but there is a fine line. I'll know when I cross it, I will feel it.
I think I'm not quite right in my head. There seems to be a loose connection that's firing dangerously, like a live wire. Big sparks are coming off it creating power surges in the wrong places. Fireworks going off in my head. I'll have to calm them down somehow. Being mentally ill is an unpredictable, scary business when you move away from familiar territory.
Right, I just wanted you to know that I am doing this now. I have a whole list of possible names and lots of images and more to be found. I am like a mad woman.