#a menacing song has come on and he sat up and tucked his tail under his pawsies so i’ve now changed the beats and await his return to chill

[corvid-corvette-coven]

I think the real cause of ADHD is goblins.

I attempted a search for my asthma puffer because i need to whizz and i keep that thing on my person a statistically significant amount of time because i enjoy breathe effective when it’s sold in a canister (I was offered an O’ Hare Air sponsored respiratory system, unaware it involved microtransactions).

I search every surface and crevice that is possible to have stolen my puffer from me, checked under the cat, in my pockets thrice over, double checked the cat, went to a different room and checked several surfaces. This is a song and dance i perform frequently so my resistance to frustration for these situations is generously described as well adjusted.

I return to the initial location i investigated to discover the object of my inconvenience, my hard plastic, blue asthma puffer, was positioned upon the floor directly in the centre of the space i was initially investigating within and sweeping back and forth throughout(a rather small area i must say).

ADHD is the result of goblins, trickery is afoot within my own home, the cat seems to enjoy his naps accompanied by orchestral tunes, chill jazz, classical instrumentation, or anything that was/ could have been performed well before the invention of the electric guitar, or WW1.