I knew I would have a hard time sticking to a blog routine. I just don't have much time to sit down, let alone enough time to carry on a blog. I have to wait until I have down moments at work to fuck around on the internet, and even then, I have too much to write, and not enough time to write it. I remember the good ol' days, when I had time to sit on Bloop for hours and hours, to interact with people, but now... it's like there's not enough time in the day to use the bathroom, or vacuum my bedroom.
A part of me is wording this as a bad thing, but another part of me knows that my mind wanders into a dark neighborhood if I don't keep active. I'm not suicidal or anything, but there's a reason that I choose to be inebriated in some way if I'm not keeping my mind otherwise occupied. |
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