no, not become vegan 😉
as in – do nothing. be nothing. hear/see/say/know nothing
maybe I should have titled this “accepting the desire to veg”. or “accepting the NEED to veg” …
insane. I don’t even want to write this post. I truly want to do nothing. absolutely nothing. if I could, I’d get away with not breathing. and trust me, I go through that every night. lovely thing, apnea. supposedly, sleep studies have shown I stop breathing on the average 70+ times a minute. get that. more than once a second. I don’t see how that’s possible. they must have something strange in their averaging algorithm. maybe just taking the total time not breathing divided by the time of the study or something… so if you spend like 30 seconds not breathing at one point, it gets averaged into something unimaginable, like 70+ times a minute….
anyhoo … where was I? oh – right. veg. not wanting to expend the energy required to even breathe. or type a post for my blog.
but when faced with the undesirable, often the best approach is to march forward and (hopefully) through it. into the dragon’s breath and beyond as it were. so here I am. marching.
I hate feeling this way. No, strike that. what I hate is having to keep progressing through time when all I really want is to just STOP. understand, I’m not saying “die” … not saying “live” either. just “Stop”.
and if you don’t understand … or you’ve never been here … then I sincerely hate you.
ok, too strong a word … but I really do …
this post is not working out