2002-06-26 | 11:50 a.m.
same as it ever was.

Sometimes the days, weeks, months merge into one big block of nothing. The days now have new names. According to the movies I've watched. "Manhattan-day" or..."Being John Malkovich-day" or.."Guess who's coming to dinner-day". Is that unhealthy? Probably. But then again, it can't be much worse than doing absolutely nothing.

I feel like I need to exercise my brains and do something productive with myself. Write a book or something. I've been reading a lot in an attempt to get inspired to write again. But it really isn't working. I just end up writing pastiches of the author I've been reading at the time.

This morning I woke up and couldn't tell what time it was. The light coming in through the window usually measures the time of the day pretty accurately, but this morning, any trace of light was obscured by heavy rain clouds. It could have been 3 a.m or 6 a.m, but it was 10. It's one of those days no one gets out of the house. It's one of those days I'd wait for eagerly if I was in school. A perfect excuse to skip school. And of course, everyone else felt the same way. Consequently, it's one of those 'unoffficial holiday from school' type days. Perfect for my mood.

deja vu? | jamais vu?