I wore a little less makeup today. I didn’t get a lot of sleep. The hot water was out in my apartment. As I entered my office today, someone joked “hey, didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, huh?” I smiled and shrugged, “oh mondays.” Then later in the women’s restroom it happened again. “You feeling okay? You look a little tired.” My eye twitched. Desperate I began to hunt for anything that would make me look less like a tired ogre. I found some blush in my purse. A man on the elevator comments on my appearance. I unhinge my jaw and devour him. It happens again as I reach my desk. It’s too late now; I’m all in on this. He’s devoured too. Yes, I’m tired! What can make me relax??? The blood of my enemies!