another play

you can definitely tell that i am in the throes of another play. everything else seems to get kicked to the side, like laundry. you know, when you spend the whole evening doing laundry and you finally finish that second or third load, and you dump all the clothes on your bed. they are ready to be folded, but you are ready for bed. and the bed wins. reminds me of sleeping behind fortresses of stuffed animals.