Alarm clock failed, coffee ran dry, the kids are definitely not alright and can’t find their shoes – one monday morning for the books. Adulting can be a bitch but thankfully I have just the right performance to channel all that stress and kickstart this day in a MUCH better way.
You won’t have to suffer much from my shitty writing today, because of all of the above – some of us have jobs to attend and pretend to do guys – and for the simple fact that the music speaks for itself, even louder than usual.
With the unreasonable number of times I’ve streamed that song in the past week, I didn’t think it could get any better. Oh how stupid I can be sometimes – most times – always.
The energy discharge of that live version will be enough to get you running around the block like a youngster hipster runs for their mocha latte hazelnut bullshit. That being said, you won’t need any dark roast with the roaring power those guitars provide, so order whatever you want, I won’t judge ya – at least today.
As for Emily’s scream? Ha. That’s a 5k sprint enabler right there.
Look at that, I won’t even be late for work after all.
Happy monday y’all and if your morning is as shit as mine has been, repeat after me
THIS IS WHAT YOU ASKED FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR
Oh boy. The catharsis. Monday is saved.
