There were about 3 hours in the den this morning where I defined "a vegetable". Crazy to be sitting there and not really wanting to do anything - I've always wanted to do something or draw, or paint or hold someone, but there was no desire whatsoever and I began to wonder why. Why do this, and why would anyone want to sit there and be void of passion.
"I can't deal with myself today" - to quote someone, but I really don't care very much
Dear Readers...please reply and let me know. - My dears... Just checking in to know if anyone is still reading my blog posts. If so, I'll continue to post, but the last few entries yielded no response...
2 weeks ago