A depressed post on a lovely Saturday afternoon

What do you do when you’re hit by existential ennui?

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I can’t sleep it off.
I can’t eat it away.
I can’t watch a movie or read a book or do anything that requires the most remote amount of concentration.

All I can do is write about it here, in my blog, because I’m too lazy to handwrite in my journal. After all, I can’t always bug my best friends whenever I’m feeling this way.

My mom asked if I wanted to take a walk and I couldn’t find the words to say I’m feeling too blue to move.

Bad days come and go: I’m told that’s normal. Still, I can’t wait for them to be outweighed by good ones.


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