And all my meals look the same.
Spring is officially here and it still feels like winter. I've had a generalized case of the extreme blahs lately, like there's not much on the immediate horizon to look forward to. I'm sick of what I cook and kind of sick of my day-to-day. Not that I've ever been any good at routine. It sucks the life out of me. It drives me mad and bores me to pieces.
I hate predictability, and that's just what everything has been lately. Yuck.
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