Not much to report today. I had a pretty lazy Sunday, now on to the fuckin' work week.
What do you think about that?
Oh, fuck, it's Monday and Mondays I try to ignore my negativity.
That can be good.
It's necessary.
Are you depressed, farmboy?
Kind of. I ate too much, so I'm uncomfortable plus I feel guilty plus I feel bad about myself. I should be in bed right now, but I'm not. But I'll be in bed soon.
Time is moving way too fast. It scares me.
I think that probably scares everybody. Why does it scare you?
Oh, it's that pesky mortality thing, you know.
Yeah, that's what seems to scare everybody. Or, rather, most people.
I don't want to get into it tonight. Not the day before I go back to work.
I don't blame you.
I'm going to go brush my teeth, then I'll probably go to bed soon.
Well, farmboy, you have a good night. Sleep well, my friend.
You too, pal.
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