rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Late Again

Whoa. I lost track of time and Tuesday went away. My journal is getting holes in it. This is what happens when I decide to start sorting the unsortable piles of stuff in my room. The hours just melt away. I blame the pleasant weather, of course. It often gives me fits of tidiness. If I moved to some place perpetually gray and cold I'd probably end up buried under piles of junk, but I'd never miss posting an entry each day.

Until tomorrow, then. Meaning today.

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