May. the fifth month. only two months left of school. only seven months until a new year. it blows my mind.
time is once again fleeting. measuring life by goals set or by things done. seems pointless.
working the sweat out of my bones and not losing a pound. seems pointless.
staring at TONS of photos ready to crop. but no desire to scrap. seems pointless
reading two lines of a book. only to put it down. seems pointless.
cleaning the bathrooms. only to have to clean them again the next day. seems pointless.
doing dish after dish after dish after dish after dish. making bed after bed after bed after bed after bed.
doesn't it all seem pointless.
i saw this horrible crash on the northway today. turns out it was a fatal accident. a 74yr old woman from queens. :( awful.
is there a point to this post...no comment.