"And on, and on, and on, and...on." Woke up today with a pain in my neck. Literally. Slept funny apparently. (Curled on the side). Got high last night. Watched the shadows dance across the bedroom wall. Kept thinking about leaving. Walking down the stairs. Out the door. Keys in hand. Car waiting in the driveway. Restless. Got high again last night. (Cough). Watched the movie Signs again. Tried. Rewind. Play. Watch 45 minutes. Stop. Lay down. Fall asleep. Weird. Talked to SEB. She's still having John problems. He won't leave her alone. She'll go back with him eventually. Feel it. Know it. Pathetic. Need to speak to her more. (Note to self: watch out for the falling ice.) Sitting here now. Thinking about nothing. (The usual.) Too bad not going out tonight. Could use another drink. Another night out. Breathing in the night air. Smelling the beer. Feeling the vibe. Too bad. Homework. Not done. Not close. Not caring. PRD. Useless. Gone. Wasted. Released. Letting go. Feel better. ME. Tired. Neck pain. Flatulence. Concentration. Vegetation. Masterbation? It all fits. Time to move on. "Keep on, keepin on..." DFN.