I’m jumping out of my skin. Now I really have nothing to do. I need to learn to read. I won’t use the B word (boredom) because it’s not that, it’s restlessness, I would like to keep the concepts distinct in my mind, the last bastion I have. I’m just going insane, is all.
English is such a clumsy awkward language.
I don’t know what to do. I’m going insane. Stir crazy? One thing’s for sure: unless I figure something out, I’ll be ingesting a lot of kratom tonight. Fuck the ten teaspoons quota.
Sigh. I’m so fickle.