Sometimes I feel beige – hopelessly dull and plain. This moments strike at the oddest times and usually last for a flickering second. But this time it’s lasted for a month. I don’t feel compelled or inspired to do anything but bloat myself with mindless tasks that drain the minutes and eat the day. Waking, driving, working, driving, sleeping – I want to rebel from the tediousness of it all but I can’t even work up the strength to do that. Slap in some time for tea and Pop-tarts and that’s every weekday.
Every Monday, just like today, I’m just wishing for the weekend.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
1 year ago
2 comments:
Gee this makes me feel wonderful
i miss my shelly!!! post damn it! or i'll poop in your oatmeal!!!!!! yes i use way to many exclamation points! deal with it!!!!
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