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Maybe I’ll…nah.

April 2, 2012
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Restless, restless, restless.  I want to eat cheese, except I don’t feel like it.  I want to read, except I don’t feel like it.  I want to go somewhere, except I don’t feel like it.  I want to go plant some tomatoes, except I don’t feel like it and besides, I haven’t bought any tomato plants yet and it’s dark outside anyway.

This kind of restless  never makes sense.  I both want and don’t want the same things.  I’m bored but nothing sounds good.

Frankly, I’m a total drag when I’m like this.  Maybe not to you, but definitely to me.  I don’t like my own company but wherever I go, there I am.  There is no escaping me.

I’ll be glad when this passes.

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