Day 200


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I know it’s sideways, I like it better that way.


Today’s soundtrack: your landlord say your rent is late
Today at 7:02pm: applauding


I want to write, I have much to tell (of middling interest) but I am so, fucking, tired. I can’t remember the last time I was this tired. Such full days lately.

Do you know what it is to be truly tired? These days, sometimes I find I am tired of living. I don’t mean that I want to die, because I don’t, but sometimes I wish there was a temporary alternative to living. Besides dying.

Wait, I guess there is: Sleep.

So that’s what I am going to do now, go to sleep. I am going to go to sleep and forget about to-do lists and deadlines and pretty girls. Tomorrow I have a lot of things to do.

I love my bed.

Scratchy Billie Holiday tracks are great to fall asleep to when you’re exhausted.


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