I've never felt so creatively uninspired in my entire life. I can't seem to lift a finger to work on anything. The thing is, though, that I don't know what to do otherwise.
I seem to vacillate between making tea, drinking it while checking my email, and laying down on my bed staring at the ceiling.
Blank. It's strange.
I seem to vacillate between making tea, drinking it while checking my email, and laying down on my bed staring at the ceiling.
Blank. It's strange.
strongbhoy:
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