Don’t believe everything you see or hear. From the get-go, did intend to keep with this for a long time. Well long enough to be a conversational topic at boring dinner parties. By the 3rd entry, am already bored. Boredom is part of my genetic make-up. It cannot and should not be meddled with.
Impulsively purchased a new notebook last night. Typing on the keyboard is not as gratifying as had imagined it to be. The finish is beautiful. The screen is way too wide. The level of satisfaction, it needs to get higher.
Screwed up a major opportunity last Friday. If only had not procrastinated, may be on my way out of this job and onto a new one. It’s a simple task and had to pretend to have work ethics. Without a doubt, am still comfortable with the current arrangement. But why am I still looking forward to a move?
Been missing Notts lately. Am fearing that it’s the distance away and not the location. If things are better at home, would have probably left some months back. A break wouldn’t be too much of a sin, would it?
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