Like, really tired. Being present and continuing with the same bland existence day in and day out is tiring. And I am just done. If I could do it, I’d switch places with Cal.
I have a lot to say and I always think “I should write a blog about that!” So, I pull up my WordPress and by the time it gets down to it, I don’t want to say anything or my mind has conveniently buried whatever I wanted to say.
Life is hard but not really hard. I want to spend my time with people, meeting them, doing things with them. But, I end up most of the time home with my parents, either in bed by 8 p.m. (not sleeping, just soaking in the heated blankets) or up until 1 a.m. There doesn’t seem to be a median to this activity.
I am hoping that the rest of the world is doing alright. The snow has begun falling here so I’m hoping it’s not too bad and I can have a relatively easy drive in the morning.
One thing I do want to talk about another time is the expectations of men and manliness and how that is related to the invention of the Sears catalog, television, and Hollywood.