Sunday, August 28

i don't know

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?

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