The Beginning of Something Absurd

I have problem with staying still, it seems. I can't do it. I'm very figdety. I just have to be moving some part of my body, no matter what. It's just an age old habit of mine. I don't know why I do it. I just do.

Maybe it's from all the Mountain Dew I've drank in my lifetime, creating an ever constant wave of hyperactivity. Or maybe it's just natural. Who knows?

As of the moment, I have about 5 or 6 short stories going. Just beginnings, really. Skimming through them, I realize they are somewhat tragic.

I've got to get some sleep