Fuck it, I'll write something. Nobody's doing any real work here today, anyway.
There's a certain appeal to it. Mainly, I suspect, because it's the easy thing to do. I mean, nothing is always easier than something, right?
So maybe I'll just do nothing, and then I'll stay like this.
I'll be that guy.
You know that guy - he tried to give himself away, and then when his offer was rejected, he didn't want himself back.
Or something like that. It's hard to write sometimes. I know what I meant, though, even if I'm only rarely able to translate thoughts and feelings into words anymore.
There, I managed to kill ten minutes out of my day by writing this crap.