Apparently, it's sunny outside. I wouldn't know; I have my blinds drawn and I can only judge the weather by the small amount of light that manage to penetrate the blinds.
I'm smoking a cigarette and drinking water straight out of the bottle. Today has been a fruitless day. Pointless, just like everyday. I'd like to write, to read, to listen.. But I don't have the strength. Not today. Maybe tomorrow.
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