I'm exhausted. There's something about commuting and living in the city that's tiring, especially when you consider the nightly trek to my sister's to shower. Add to that our zeal to do things, to master the buses and see old friends, and you've got a recipe for braindeath. I'm sure this will all change at some point--there won't be so many loose ends to tie up, won't be so much going on on a nightly basis, but right now....I can only write lame, boring things, and so I just don't write.
I'm sure I'll have something to say at some point. I'll be back when I do.
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