Ik verveel me.
Didn’t do much reading today. Nor did I do any writing, except this collection of random words I am typing at the moment.
It’s fascinating how being unemployed can end up being such a time waster. I should have too much time on my hands, but somehow I manage to waste so much time I have no time left doing things that I need to do.
I had planned to write a new cover letter, read my new magazine I bought on Saturday (still unread), check out a website that accepts articles from almost anyone, finish the book I am reading (40 pages left) and apply for some jobs.
None of that was done.
Amazing!
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I have been staring with an empty look at the cursor for probably 10 minutes and it is obvious I have writer’s block at the moment. In other words, I think it is safe to say my mind is going numb from nothingness.
Still, ‘nothing is something worth doing’.
Or is it?
I am bored.
