Listlessness and dissatisfaction etched themselves into my temples. The weak showers outside reflect the bland patina permeating my recluse-hole. I'm tired and uninspired and surrounded by cheap and discarded collage cutouts. My checklist of pursuits is drawn thin with slashes. My schedule marred with half-hearted scribbles. My day-to-day has been relegated to a simple endurance trial. My lack of inspiration speaks in whispers, and says more about me than the state of the world.
11:17 a.m. - 2017-01-30
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