( really, really, really bad day. no idea why. the magic and monstrous autistic

( really, really, really bad day. no idea why. the magic and monstrous autistic machine in my head has latched onto some problem or other and although I can’t see anything yet, I can sure as hell ‘feel it’ back there crushing rocks – and whatever it’s doing I don’t like it. I wonder what it’s like for normal people. Do normal people know what’s bothering them? Usually, my aspie machine freaks when it senses uncertainty. It wants the same ritual every day. It doesn’t like change at all. I wants to do what it wants, regardless of what I want. Right now it wants to do something there than what I’m doing. )