I did exactly the same thing I’ve been doing for the last few days. Woke up, went to work several hours later thinking ‘Wow, I haven’t done anything,’ then came back home. Now, several hours later, I’m going to bed thinking ‘Wow, I haven’t done anything.’ I don’t have the energy to worry about being lonely when all my emotion goes into worying about existing. What a waste of negentropy I am.
This may seem depressive, but ’tis the season. Or the day, at least.
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