Let's Start Over

I'd like to think that I'm capable of change. I have changed quite significantly, but in some quite significant ways I haven't changed at all.

I'd like to think that I didn't spend most of the day not working, that I didn't eat half a gallon of ice cream and half the cheese.

Swirl, swirl down the drain.


I did do work. It's just, fuck, everything sucks. It's not good enough. It's not.

And now it's 1:30. I know the importance of sleep hygiene. It's like I don't want to be well.

Also, my phone prefers duck to both fuck and suck. What its problem with suck is is anyone's guess. Perhaps it's a prude.

The cat is inexplicably lying on my belly purring. So, there's that.

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