Today gone. Nothing accomplished. A waste of one whole day. That I feel guilty and stupidly morose is an understatement.
Seems like this war between me and pending daily tasks is turning into a stalemate.
I was busy the entire today and yet got nothing done.
And now I'm cooking dinner. Typing while the insides of my pot come to a rollicking boil.
Here I am mourning the loss of this day.
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