2001-08-20
Last night, out of total boredom, I decided to read my archives. I got through about five entries and then realized that I am really boring. What do you read this for? How is my existence in any way interesting or funny or touching or able to hold your interest for more than a paragraph.
My time off has become a real struggle for me. I feel like I want to get so many things done. But I feel like doing nothing. And then I feel like I haven't got anything done. I can't enjoy this. I have nothing to stress me out. I'm alone for hours and hours with just my mind. I'm learning a lot about how neurotic I am. Don't I ever shut up? All this time to think has been really bad for me. Shoo thoughts Shoo!
