Log 11 : The inscrutable reason. The mysterious question

Just another sip. That’s my fifth cup of coffee of the day and it’s just 15:18 in the afternoon. The lassitude has taken over me and there is nothing else left to do about it. I want to sleep, hell, I want to sleep all day all night. I am not being the most sagacious person right now, well, I never was. It was something I used to admire and look up to, do you think it’s worth it? There isn’t a singular event that can tell me about what’s causing this. I wish I could know. I swear I’d do anything that would help me justify this mood. I’d take something as naive as you’re anaemic. This discomposure has already become part of my personality right now. The inscrutable reason. The mysterious question

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