Thursday, December 18, 2014

Face Like Leather, These Friends Fairweather

It hits me like nothing else in the mornings.  Why can't I sleep through until my alarm goes off?  I'm always waking up at odd times with a blank mind, then I can't get back to sleep.  It's only started recently.  I figure I should start getting to bed earlier and see if I can make something work.  After the hell of the other day, I've got some time free to get some work done!  Yes!  I can't wait.

Cold and awkward.  Super fun happy times!  Can you regret it?  Yes, I can.  Maybe cynicism is better than the place I was at before anyway?  It was a non-event.  Should have known.  I think my future is dementia.  That's gonna be it.  Hopefully I'll have fun!

Man I could just do with a rest.  Nothing more!  People get jolly at the oddest times.  But it's all just a case of history repeating itself.  Oh lordy, once again!  3 hours to go and I'm totally zoning out again.  Maybe it's just this part of the day.  Nap times should be mandatory.

Whoops.  Things got a bit silly back there.  I am literally wandering aimlessly here.  Figuratively as well.  Shame.

Look at me just talking to myself.  Music can be better.  Alright I better do even more work.  I've just lost all productivity.  And it's leading me to procrastinate with absolute stupidity here.  The last few months of posts on here are a prime example, I'm sure.  Have I had anything important to say?  No.  Have I had interesting news to share?  No.  So what the hell am I doing? 

For children we haev Santa Clause, for adults we have God.  Ouch.  This is just a manifestation of everything over not just the past few months, but probably the past few years.

It's just a vague outline, that's all I need to see.  Okay 2.5 hours.  I can do this.  I'm forcing each and every word out.  It's almost painful.  I'm suffering for it, truly.

I'm not focusing and I'm not concentrating.  This is pure torture.

2 hours?!  I'm not sure what way I'm wanting time to go. 

And now it's 90 minutes and I haven't done a damn thing.  90 minutes can be a long time...

Hahah oh my god!  I am in shock at my own procrastination abilities here. 

Just how often can I be wrong?  More times?  More times!  I'm sure.  Hahaha.

I'm not looking forward to this.

Joaquin out.
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