I’m at a loss. I fumble in a sea of words with no purpose, no destination, no theme, heck even no topic to pull them all together.
The clock keeps ticking and yet nothing. All day various ideas have popped into my head to write about but nothing gets past a few lines before I’m dead in the water, floundering.
My weekend happened. I was delusional about my productiveness as usual. Papers to be graded got to go on vacation from my work desk to my house. They’ll be going back to said work desk without getting touched. It gets stuffy in that classroom that even piles of work should be allowed a reprieve. Even convicts get so much time outside during incarceration. A change of scenery if you will.
The internet sucked up some of my time as it is want to do. Found a meme that described my day well. Paraphrased: I’m going to be as useless as the G in lasagna. And I was. I took up space like that G but little else.