It pisses me off, the fact that its the last day of the month already. The very last of 31 days this month and I didn't get anything done. Time flies too darn fast and each day, I realize that I still have nothing done. Where did all my motivation go? I wish I knew.
The weather is great but I don't feel like being outdoors. Strange?
Sleep is my new addiction. I fall asleep before 9pm at times. It feels great, but then I wake up realizing that time had been wasted... again.