tales from an ordinary world
2001-08-20
Action or inaction, I still don't know if I'm doing the right thing. A selfishly spent weekend, barely capable of interaction with others. How dare I shut myself away and not share my poorly-formed thoughts. This can't be allowed to continue. There's five billion things I should be doing instead of feeling bad about everything. The world hasn't stopped spinning. The sky hasn't stopped falling. I've misplaced my Will To LiveTM, but like a puppet I'll just be pulled along regardless. One foot in the stirrup. Gravelrash. Whatever.
