I do return to blogging this year. Sorry for the lack of posts over
the break but I just could not be bothered. I spent my time in front of
the tv eating like a pig, watching movies and growing fat. Seriously, I
have put on weight within that week and a bit. My pants don't fit!
I didn't go to the gym. It's been terrible. But who cares?
I'm not that concerned with it. I'll make a return to it from next
week. Just really over everything, as you could probably tell from my
last post. I'm just feeling sick and I just want to go to sleep and never
wake up. Another year of the same. The same old.
I don't think I have a lot to say. No gym, and haven't played any guitar
in a while. I don't even know if I'm capable of playing, it's been that
long. I'm also tired as hell. This isn't good.
I think this can all be best summed up as ...
I'm exhausted. I need sleep and alone time. I would love to write
more today, but I just can't fathom it. It's all just a bit too hard.
It's funny isn't it? The people you meet...
Joaquin out.
