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... Friday, July 14, 2006

i realize kings of convenience sound a little like simon and garfunkel and maybe that's why i like them.

these days i feel like days are swallowing me whole and chewing a little bit of me away as each second goes by. i feel like i have done nothing productive at all this whole year. what have i done? the months have just flit past and it's almost september and i'm leaving for the states and i am still unchanged, unrefreshed. i know it's not objective to discount all the jobs and things i've gone through the past few months but i really just feel incredibly stuck with tonnes of inertia at my heels.

sigh. sleep is good, sleep is always good.

i don't seem to have any will to write, or read, or enrich myself much these few days. in fact i've become a little withdrawn and anti-social (not that i wasn't always). maybe it's just one of those weeks where the entire contents of your sandwich fall out, when your nail polish drips all over the table, when your eyeliner gets in your eyes, when your phone won't stop buzzing on the day that you get to sleep in, when all your clothes don't seem to fit, when your brain refuses to wake up, when the people around you seem sullen and unavailable. next week will be better.

+ posted by M @ 12:40 AM

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