In a theoretical way, I want to write. I want to be creative. I want to make or do stuff.

But, in an actual way, fuck it.

I don’t know what my deal is, but I don’t feel too energetic about anything even mildly entertaining or creative. Sitting, that’s the creation I’m most into right now. Sitting. And copying computer files from one computer to another and from one drive to another. And back.

But, mostly sitting.

I’m dull.

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