Woke up late. I dunno why I can’t wake up with the alarm. I actually wake up before it goes off and force myself back to sleep. And then I ignore the clock. I wonder what would happen if I just got up earlier? Other than spending more hours twiddling my thumbs, searching for work, and watching unintelligent television.
Eventually a shower, dress and run errands. Back home, surfing the ‘net and praying I get a ping regarding the job search. Would it kill them to get back to me? Why am I always chasing? It’s frustrating.
Trying to write in the blog again, on a daily basis. Even if there’s really nothing to say, like today. Retrain my gray matter and maybe it’ll trigger more episodes of wanting to write.
That’s about it for today.
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