Today

Today I... can't think of anything to write about.

Today I... can't remember what happened.

Today I... can't be bothered to think up things that I need to be doing tomorrow.

Today I... can't persuade my head into forming opinions on anything at all interesting. I'm sort of stuck on "My feet are cold." and "My hair is shiny." and "My housemates are untidy."

Today I... can't think of anything to complain about. Apart from the untidy housemates, and there's really not much point complaining about them, as it would be a thoroughly clichéd thing to complain about. Like that ever stopped me before.

Which brings me back to:

Today I... can't think of anything to write about.

Goodnight.

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