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.