It’s not that I don’t want to do those things, I just don’t want to do them mow. Can I say it is late enough in the night to put this all off into tomorrow? It’s a nice idea, really. Why do now what you can put off until next week. But that’s how I got to this place where I need to do stuff that I am not doing.
Weird sentences like that come out when I get restless like this.
I can’t stay with one thing or the other at this time. Read- only for a few minutes. Write- well, haven’t done a lot of that lately, but I am not “over” it yet- I’ll get it back in the near future, as soon as I get all this other BS over with, soon enough, I hope.
All right, that’s it, I’m done.
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