Friday, July 8

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Ugh, this is pathetic. It seems that every month or so I hit this sort of wall where I actually feel like I have NO thoughts and nothing is even remotely interesting although I do understand that it is just me and there are as many possibilities today as there ever were. I have a headache every single day and I doubt it's a tumour, it's probably stress because I am one of those clowns who stresses over absolutely nothing; I actually do really well when there are real issues at hand, but seem to need to construct issues when all is relatively calm, I guess my brain is a drama queen although these days I am decidedly not.

Sometimes I feel this horrible pressure to be creative, like I'll disappoint myself if I don't feel like I have made some sort of statement. The trick is to not make the same statement over and over again I guess...something I tend to do.

I'm drinking a beer and it's only 12:30. I also don't notice typos until much after the fact.

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