Now that I’m taking a temporary break from the writing madness, psychological feedback has set in, and I’m feeling out of sorts.  My brain hurts, as if Gumby took two bricks and bashed them together with my head in the middle.  Yet, I’m wired and can’t seem to relax.  Strange aches and pains are showing up all over my body.  The cats must sense this disturbance in The Farce.  They’ve been laying on me and falling asleep all of yesterday and last night.  “Quick, he full of hole, pin him down!”  Sheesh.