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Yeah. I just feel so... tired. Disinterested. Brain not sure whether it wants to make things up or just go home, and now it's stuck halfway.
Got a few things in progress in Muffinville. I shouldn't be disinterested in continuing them. I really shouldn't. I should just keep going. Just keep being stubborn. Imagination's working fine, can't transfer it to paper. Ah, but I'm rambling.
I want to continue. I really do. I want to get life's major issues out of the way and just plod along.
Acutus ought to be fighting Viridi by now. Amber ought to be giving Whyte the "what are your intentions towards my Pokemon" speech by now. Zapana ought to be packing it in and going home after getting her tail kicked in bowling. Missy ought to be blanketing Muffinville in the world's stupidest crime wave. Ought to be, oughta be, ougtabe, augh.
But it doesn't change the fact that I feel so tired. Just wanna sleep and wake up when it stops storming out there. Kinda feel like the polar bear that walks out of an iceberg, chugs a bottle of Coke, declares his day is done, then decides to go back to bed. Or I would, if I still drank Coke.
Still rambling. Sorry. Sleepy-time, kitty go bye-bye, wake up happy. Nonsense words, stuff that don't make sense.