i'm sorta at a point where any amount of organization kinda seems impossible. sorting my laundry, getting paperwork done, anything. my brain just says, "i don't think i can handle that right now." and yet there are things that are so clear to me. like . . . well, my iq is apparently 144. so that's nice. but kinda useless. i don't know, man. just fuzzy. restless and lazy at the same time. anticipating and yet hoping time will drag on. it's weird.
i hope this old train breaks down . . .
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