I woke early, went for morning coffee, got to the office, felt half alive, had lunch, stoned with Doraemon, then sat for 2 sessions that nearly killed me. Not cos the sessions were a pain, but I was too darn sleepy.
I dragged my ass home afterwards via the subway, and made a detour to get some chicken dinner. Then I saw this chap sitting by the station entrance steps, munching on cup noodles.
And he looked around at the passing crowd, shy.
Strangely felt the same way.
It's been a day when I have no drive, no motivations, no sense of humor, no vibes, no attractiveness, no charms, just shame. I have to admit, I think my game is almost over.
If I know how it happened what can be done, I wouldn't be in this state of limbo pock.
Dad, has been very encouraging.
Yes, I shall go to a party on Thursday and just let loose. That sounds like all-hell-breaks-loose. Ha~.
Today, has been pathetic.
