It's the second post of the night.
Unbelievably restless and I'm ready to rip my thoughts to shreds.


There's only one cause of these destructive thoughts and one cause alone; "Max."
The reoccurring nightmare.
The realization that "Max" is buried deep within my subconscious with a grappling in hand and an unhealthy grip on the walls of my mind.

Rock/mind-climbing "Max" is there to stay.
He's set up camp and is getting comfortable.