It's one of those days where I feel braindead. I don't want to do anything, I'm too tired to think clearly, and I feel uneasy. It's ridiculous and I hate it so much.
I had an egg sandwich and a tea for "breakfast", which I happened to have at two in the afternoon. It's weird, not having any concept of time, or what day of the week it is.
I should go back to sleep.
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No FicciónI had this idea last night after a few drinks, a pounding headache, and an excessive amount of throat lozenges. In order to inspire me to write more often than I currently do, I am planning to write a new post every day and publish it, allowing me t...
