Day 348

Saturday | February 9th, 2013

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As if yesterday meant something because I did something, by the same methods of calculating today would mean nothing because that’s what I did. I went outside briefly, but it was cold and dreary and not at all fun. So I went back inside and stayed there where the horror of my situation became known. Would all my winters be like this one?

I hate work, but I hate boredom more. I hate poor boredom more than run-of-the-mill boredom. I also hate disarray, which is the condition of my home, but this rut, this space, they make me feel powerless to reshape it in a way that I would like.

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