March 18, 2011
It should be really, really easy to fill up 100 words a day, but it's not is it? I should just write 100 words about my day, and be done with it. The thing is, I just write the same old crap day in day out. Nothing too exciting happens to me, I drift through life with my sense of greyness and detachment, do things which I should regret but aren't emotionally involved enough to regret, and don't do things I should regret not doing. I just go through the motions, day in day out. There's another 100 words of pointless drivel.