the sadness that comes with not having anything to say at the end of the day

i lived a life today. i went to work. i brushed my teeth. i talked to my sisters. i talked to my friends. i laughed some. i even cried a little, but not for very long. when it’s all said and done i feel like i got nothing to say. i feel as though i experienced nothing new, felt nothing unusual, had no insights about anything.

i brushed my teeth. had an explicit sex dream, spent some money and watched a good movie. i listened to music that reminded me of being young and some that reminded me of people that i used to know.

and i still got nothing.

the sun shone and was warm. i didn’t have to wear coat home from work. it was light out until well after 6 p.m. and yet i still feel like i’m stuck in the beginning of “Garden State” when Large is all detached and not felling anything and i haven’t taken lithium in ages, or ever.

today my horoscope lied to me. it said that if i had started a journal it would be an excellent outlet. but today i have nothing to let out.

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  1. the TTHM 23.Mar.05 at 8:43 am

    that’s a lot a ‘letting out’ for someone with nothing to let out. Me thinks you doth protest too much. You have very clean teeth.

  2. the TTHM 23.Mar.05 at 8:46 am

    oh, sitting in the bar last night, an irishman from new york named kevin told me i really wasn’t much of an asshole. high praise, indeed. i didn’t brush my teeth.

  3. jodi 23.Mar.05 at 11:39 am

    that’s not letting out, that’s letting in. letting in how very mundane one can be on an average dayin their life.

    my teeth are still clean.

  4. Winston Smith 23.Mar.05 at 2:31 pm

    My two cents: the moments in between the onslaughts and deluges of life are the ones to value especially highly. But then, my career aptitude test said I should be a monk, so what do I know?


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