Fourth day of the holiday in Secrets from myself
- July 7, 2013, 2:13 p.m.
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I sit at the table and time goes by. I take a nap. I eat almonds.
I dread having time to myself. I do not know what to do with it.
Wait.
I know, maybe I know. But I cannot do it. I just let time slide by.
My whole life is like that. Full of emptiness, laziness, till there is no more.
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minnie58 ⋅ August 10, 2013
Sounds like me every weekend ... LOL. Great writing!