unthing
I don't necessarily feel listless today. No it doesn't go quite as far as that. I just feel unoccupied, not quite able to focus. Just feel passive and inattentive. I can barely keep my eyes on my computer screen for more than a second, hardly long enough to type a sentence. I empty half the dishwasher and wander away to check my messages, I type a few lines and think about watching a movie. I walk away from the TV and focus long enough on a piece of lasagna to eat a bite or two. I gaze out the window and listen to the faint sound of the ice cream truck on a fifty degree day. I answer my phone and talk for a minute. Hang up. My voice sounds unused because it is but I'm not coughing as much as I had been so I must be getting a little bit better. That's a nice thought. I have to finish a few chores before my mom gets home, but I feel very much only like moving long enough for me to get bored with it. I can't seem to find anything to hold my attention.
I think getting a job is probably going to be a good thing.
The only thing that's really been able to catch my eyes is my diploma on top of the TV where I put it, and the gorgeous clear blue sky outside. I can stare at the sky thinking nothing for long moments and glance at the gold print on my diploma before turning back to the window. Like a cycle, something I can't break. And then I'll wander away again.
I woke up this morning at 7:57am to my phone beeping. A message from John, "Good Morning !". I cursed, laughed, coughed for a second, and fell back asleep with a smile on my face. I woke up again to a call from Krysten at 1:30. I still love you all.
I think getting a job is probably going to be a good thing.
The only thing that's really been able to catch my eyes is my diploma on top of the TV where I put it, and the gorgeous clear blue sky outside. I can stare at the sky thinking nothing for long moments and glance at the gold print on my diploma before turning back to the window. Like a cycle, something I can't break. And then I'll wander away again.
I woke up this morning at 7:57am to my phone beeping. A message from John, "Good Morning !". I cursed, laughed, coughed for a second, and fell back asleep with a smile on my face. I woke up again to a call from Krysten at 1:30. I still love you all.