Few things scramble a brain like a 14 hour w*rk day.
Or burrow through it like a swarm of hungry hungry beetles.
Lately I've been thinking about peeling off my skin a lot.
There has to be a good way to loosen it up so you can just cut it off in handy strips. Undo the stitches and just throw it at a wall and let it clump against the wall in the corner.
It would just be better to have less skin. Aesthetically speaking. And not in like a weird way. Just in a normal "Meat bodies are weird like that." kind of way.