lately, i've been feeling odd. very odd. i've been sleeping too much. way too much. and i've been eating anything that's able to be eaten, besides mint. i've been isolating myself on purpose, but not. i could have done something. i could have gone. i didnt even ask. i just went to my room and went to sleep because my dream world is something i never remember, and while i'm asleep time just slips by and i dont have to think about anything. it's slightly windy outside, i like it. and i made plans for tonight a week ago, but he's going to do something else instead. so i made new plans for tonight, and i dont want to go through with them. i dont want to go through with anything. the only thing i'm currently passionate about is brushing my teeth and finishing my short story. but i have writers block. so i'm fucked. so i thank god, or whoever, that i have a tooth brush and tooth paste because without that i dont know what'd i do. probably just go back to sleep. -amanda