The same, the same, the same. Must be lockdown fever. This week is like last week only different, I think. The future is now and instantly the past.
What to do, what to do? I need to do something, I did very little this past week. Big sigh! Living getting in the way of life, or life getting in the way of living. It’s grey and snowing .. ack, when is spring?
Life gets in the way of enjoying life. I’m a certified pessimist, so of course my thinking is; if all is going well then surely it can’t last. As expected my pessimism is vindicated by Life. Time to wallow in self-pity, it feels so good! I’m kidding, I think?