Twiddling my thumbs into lunacy
It's gorgeous outside. The sun's blazing, the sky's blue and the god-forsaken snow is melting.
I'm at the newspaper waiting for the editorial meeting. And I'm bored out of my skull. Restless as hell too.
Emma's feeling a bit of it too.
"I think it's the weather," she just said to me. "Doesn't it make you just want to..."
She paused for a second, bouncing slightly.
"...I don't know, just DO something?"
I laughed and said yes.
Just do something. Anything. Anything at all but what I'm doing. This year feels like a complete waste.
I've got six weeks left here. Then four months and then college hopefully for two years and then a job.
Lovely isn't it? Today's just an 'x' on the calendar. I don't remember when that wasn't the case.
No wonder I've been saying for as long as I can remember that life is just about killing time. To myself of course. You don't say stuff like that outloud too often unless you want to start worrying people.
I'm at the newspaper waiting for the editorial meeting. And I'm bored out of my skull. Restless as hell too.
Emma's feeling a bit of it too.
"I think it's the weather," she just said to me. "Doesn't it make you just want to..."
She paused for a second, bouncing slightly.
"...I don't know, just DO something?"
I laughed and said yes.
Just do something. Anything. Anything at all but what I'm doing. This year feels like a complete waste.
I've got six weeks left here. Then four months and then college hopefully for two years and then a job.
Lovely isn't it? Today's just an 'x' on the calendar. I don't remember when that wasn't the case.
No wonder I've been saying for as long as I can remember that life is just about killing time. To myself of course. You don't say stuff like that outloud too often unless you want to start worrying people.
