So last night I stayed up much too late, pasting old entries into a Word Document, and got past most of the entries where I feel interested and pleased and got into this whole section of my life where I can't believe I let this shit happen to me by not exorcising the demon already.

So incredibly tired and all-together repulsed by myself kind of. Nothing is happening on the internet today, and I am fatigued in a way that I shouldn't even be looking at it anymore, especially since the sun is out and I should go outside. But all I seem to do is lift heavy furniture or stare at a computer screen, and I can't go outside because I don't know where the destination should be.

My eyes feel pickled, I swear.