I'll be honest. I don't want to write anything today. This counts, right? Close enough? I'm tired and feel burnt out. I'm NOT burnt out, but I feel that way. I don't know. Food will make everything better... Food won't make everything feel better. This happens on occasion. (The burnout, not the food thing). It's a part of life. I wouldn't mind nearly as much if it didn't feel so terrifyingly close to depression. In part, I'm genuinely tired and burnt out. (I know I said otherwise a few sentences ago. I lied). But it's also just part of who I am. I cycle through enthusiasm and ennui. Whatever. This has no point.
