F*ck this whole concept
I have a few pending blog posts that I need to finish and post, but seriously – fuck it. I have million things to do around this house, but fuck those too. All I want to do is sleep and be left alone. I am sick to death of the dark. Sick of waking in the dark, working all day in a basement, coming home in the twilight, sitting in my house with dark shining through the windows for 6 hours before I go to bed. I am sick of the dark, and the cold, and tights, and the curtains being closed, and scarves, and dry skin and cold hands and my stupid kitchen’s stupid frozen drain that won’t work when it’s 0º. So fuck blog posts, and work, and housework, and writing, and people, and everything else that’s even peripherally associated with this suck-ass winter bullshit.
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