The results of my lifetime are a string of nil-nils

[digitalraven]

I have a lot of stuff to do. I do not have any motivation. The well is dry right now.

The closure of the coffee place at work for the summer may have something to do with things.

I need to make some tangible progress with something or I'm going to feel like crap, and I'd rather not. But what? Grr.

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[skullculture.livejournal.com]

When I feel like that, a completed flash fiction (500 words tops) usually fixes the problem.