I've been doing it
all day. Since I woke up, and without any good reason
There's quite a bit that I could be doing
instead of this... I could be working
on a web page
I need to finish, I could be working on my own page
... I could
, out having coffee
at Elgin Street Diner
, having great
conversations on the phone, writing notes to my Jessica
about how I miss her
while she's away in Maine
But I'm not. I'm sitting in my rickety old chair
, starting dumbly at the monitor,
and listening to old, old depressing songs, most of which carry significant emotional
to me. Even the dog
is depressed by this.
And the old house
gives a creak every now and again, just to remind me that
while that noise could have
been made by a person walking
up the stairs, it
wasn't, and I am, in fact, all alone.
So I sit here.
I sit here, and node about sitting here, and make no effort to
, or make plans
, as all the plans I made for yesterday
and I'm just not ready for that kind of day-ending lameness again, I guess.
Anyone wanna have a coffee?
Addendum: It's past the point of no return, now. I am now fast-forwarding all songs that are perky, hyper, or otherwise not fitting with the current theme. I've doomed myself.