I dont even know what I'm doing.
Do I call it inertia? Its not as pathetic as it sounds. I dont want to do anything. I want to sleep, because I seem to never get enough. And I want to read all the books that I keep accumulating, and they in turn accumulate dust.
Why.
I want to watch movies I've been feverishly collecting for a year now. I want to watch I want to watch and its not even that I am being lazy. There is just no time.
No time for anything I actually want to do and stuck in a circle where I keep doing meaningless things and sideline things I would rather be doing. I would say I dont really want to do those things if I havent done those things yet but its not true! So how did I get myself into this! Cant go back, cant cant cant. So, now what?
