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April 5th 2004 in Journal

Man, I am so unmotivated lately it’s not even funny. I just have absolutely no desire to do anything. I slug through the stuff I have to do, the whole time looking forward only to the next bought of sitting around and doing nothing. I don’t know what it is. I don’t think I’m depressed. I have no real reason to be. I know I’m stressed, but damn.

I’m in serious need of a vacation, but working as a Contractor makes it hard to take off more than a day at a time, here and there. And a single day is hardly enough time to shake the sillies out as it were.

I will say that I’m tired of being a grown-up. It’s a sad state of affairs when you have to plan a trip to the movies weeks in advance. I mean, there’s the getting babysitters and making sure it’s a day when you don’t have to do some grown-up thing. Gah! It’s infuriating. I long for the days when we could literally pack up and go to the Grand Canyon for the weekend, having decided to do it that same Friday. Or, for the times spent bemoaning the lack of any good movies out in theaters because we’d seen them all already. Ahhh, the good ol’days.

I think I need a nap.


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dandelion oracle

I am sooo with you on everything in this post. Maybe it’s contagious? Bleahrg, indeed.


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