monday afternoon and i have finally crawled out of bed to look at the world. fed the dog, took him out – don’t know how he waited this long. good dog.
i just can’t cope anymore. no, that’s not true. i can. i just don’t want to.
i can go to work. sit all day at a desk and do whatever it takes to keep that paycheck coming in, but why. why do i knock myself out when there’s no one to accomplish anything for.
i don’t want to learn something nre. i don’t want to learn to do for me. to care for me.
just gonna go back to bed.