Now I'm a couch

Writing this post during my tunnel walk, beautiful, dry with damp tunnels, the birds sing.

I pressed enter, the brain sending the signals in my head that i did something bad. Too late though.

My lizard brain had no clue, of what was going to happen to it.

I had mispelt coach as couch, malfunctioning my obs and causing it to crash.

I'm now a couch. At your service!

I did say I want to explore comedy as a genre.

I'm nothing but my work.