July 18, 2017
7/19: I had 158 emails when I came back from a two-day break. It would have been 500 had I been gone the entire week. I'm hopelessly tired. Just want to sit down with a book and read. Or else stare at the pages and think about life as the words sit before my eyes. I also want to write something wild and existentialist, but I don't really have the spare time I need to sit down for three uninterrupted hours. Everything falls back into the way it was, but I want to make some changes and beat shyness.