I think I have pretty much given up. I'm done. I can't do
this. What's worse, is that I don't even know what this is. I don't
even know what I'm giving up on. All I know is that I can't do it.
Doesn't matter what it is, I just don't want to deal. No, I can't
even. I don't feel well. Tuesdays are two hundred times worse than
Mondays. You can at least live in denial on Monday, but the body responds
on Tuesday, and you pay the price for it. I'd like to get back into binge
watching tv. That would help my current frame of mind. Got things
to do. I'm getting through it!
3.5 hours. This can't be right.
And I'm not.
Joaquin out.