i’m not sure what it is i’m not able to know but i feel as if i don’t. it’s weird. it’s an “off” feeling. like when you know a certain food is no longer good but you’re not sure how exactly you know–there’s no funky smell, no mold–but you just know it’s off.
i don’t know…perhaps it’s just that i’ve been awake for many hours and i didn’t do all i wanted to do today. like walk. i wanted to walk down to the lake and write. i guess i can do that tomorrow. it’ll be warm again (so they say) so i’d better make the most of it.
so much to do. so little enthusiasm.
i have to plan a mini-concert. wow. there’s something i know…but how do i do it?
