I like to think that, at the end of my life, someone will turn up at my deathbed carrying a clipboard, and they will proceed to list all the days when I could have done something productive – indeed, had many productive things planned – and instead, spent the time coming up with reasons why I couldn’t possibly find the energy to do any of them.

Days much like today.

I’m not even hungover. It’s just sad.


One response to “Judgement

  1. T. May 30, 2011 at 8:00 pm

    I hate those days. And then I hate how I feel guilty about wasting good hate on something so stupid.

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