Dull days
I listen to vinyls, which is nice. I know I should get something “useful” done but somehow time just seems to go by, not flying, but fast enough. I need a work chair, since I’m again sitting too much in front of computer.
I get waked up several times during early morning with a question: Could you turn to your side. How to get rid of the snoring? Any working solutions?
Guess I’m hoping someone is going to rescue me from this all, even though I know no one else will if I don’t do it myself.
I’m not at loss, but it’s hard to see the point of things. I occasionally think I should leave it all and move somewhere in the country side and be a hermit. I know I won’t cause I don’t have the guts, and I don’t really see the point of that either.
I feel I’m not connected to anything or anyone, but I know I’m connected to everything, like we all are.
So what am I?
There is a sence of lack. I’m lacking desire or passion to anything, at the moment. I can easily sit in front of computer though. I don’t desire it, it just happens. If I would have a tv I probably would sit in front of that too.
So what do you want to do?
What do I want to do?
I guess I need to find answer to that myself.
Well there are things I want to do, but to make them happen needs a lot of trouble, and I don’t want to be troubled.
This doesn’t sound too good right now.
Luckily, albums do sound good. Like Windmills by the Ocean, Scott Walker, Russian Circles, Nadja among others.
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Just to symphatize, (!?)
I feel lots the same way.