It's the same old bullshit all over again. The continual cycle of good and bad days. The lethargy and the indecision. The melting of my mind. The ugly weather. The mess I made yesterday and my attempts to clean it up today, if I even try to. The pain that I have to somehow convince myself isn't really there.
I just want to take a really long nap. I'm so exhausted. I want to just go into a long dream. I don't care if it's a good or a bad one. Dreams are never boring.