Lethargic insignificance for no reason.

May 06, 2008 - 20:31 PM PST

This morning, i was supposed to go to school. I skipped. I skipped 4 hours of nonsensical lethargy and forced work inside a stinky grey classroom. I hate to say this but i felt really depressed this morning. Like if my bed was charming me and slowly digesting my soul. I tried to fight it but lethargy finally overran the part of me that wasnt lazy.

I slept 'til 2PM and ran in the living room to imperson a good little boy that does homework while watching TV. I can actually impersonate that, yeah. I shit you not. It's not like i really did homework... i just fell asleep again.

No need to write the part where my mom actually got mad... it's just inevitable. I actually didn't even listen to what she said, i was still asleep, yawning and stretching the impotency out of my body. My brain wasn't finished powering up when my mom stopped complaining and don't remember a word of what she babbled, not that i missed anything anyways. So when i finally got up, it's like if my brain was magnetically attracted to the couch... wherever i was in the house, whatever what i was doing the image of that couch was moving inside my head and i could feel like my head was always pointing towards the living room. It was processing millions of pathways i could use to go back in a horizontal status of greater self.

The worse is that i don't know why i am hitting lethargically depressive attitudes in that particular moment when everything in my life is happening like i want.


Mystère et boule de gomme.

Didier.
...i'm typing this from my couch by the way