2003.10.03 18.39 well, that's fucking depressing... (from livejournal) some days you just feel useless. you spend more time making the lists of what you have to do then you actually spend getting the shit done. evrything keeps piling up. i wasn't able to accomplish everything i wanted to at work today. i wasn't able to work on the art project i was planning on. i wasn't able to do the packing i needed to. i wasn't able to help you with your problem. i wasn't able to make you feel better. sometimes i feel like i'm just fumbling around. randomly looking at computer and tv screens. running my fingers over stacks of papers. glancing around at the mess. but i'm stuck, frozen in time, unable to actually do anything about any of those things. people ask, i can't respond, and when i ask, they shut me out. i dismantled the photo wall in my apartment the other day. i piled years of memories into a box. filing, organizing, souless. i'm going through one of those "lack of inspiration" periods. the fun things become work, chores. time is moving fast. 26 days and counting. Mood: ugh. Music: Broadcast Oblivion