The Plateau
No, I'm not refering to the area in Montréal, but something I am afflicted with once a season. It is a time of emotional numbness and disinterest in everything. I try to rouse emotions by cutting my elbows with exacto-knives- just joking. Or am I...? It's usually more benign, like starting random arguments, trying in vain to watch films or listen to music I usually love, that kind of thing. Basically, it is profound boredom and I find it difficult to shake. So, instead, I sleep lots! I think about sleeping all day long! I have even mastered a napping pose at work where I keep my hands on the keyboard and look toward the computer and just close my eyes. Moments later, I may look like I'm simply concentrating, but really, I'm deep into a dream about this guy at the office and I falling in love, humping and doing exciting things.
Then I wake up and start typing this pile of shit.
3 Comments:
I love and adore you. You are my one true thing.
Your blog is not a pile of shit. You are.
Love you.
lol
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