January 29th, 2005


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It's one of those restless days. I sometimes think I have low-grade ADD. It's not the obvious hyper kind, it's just this inability to focus on anything for more than three minutes at a time. It frustrates me. I wasn't always like this.

I'm ostensibly writing, and words are happening, but I keep getting up to wander around aimlessly, flick on the TV, flick it off again, think about eating chocolate, try not to think about my shortcomings, consider leaving the apartment, return to my desk to type some more. I hate this--what is it, ontological blankness? I feel nervous and dull, though not depressed per se. My head is filled with sighs.
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