My mind is starting to get used to the idea of being constantly bored and not really hanging out with anyone now. I'm just not really the same old person as I used to be now. I'm pretty much learning to be in self-control these days, and I think it's just going to take quite a bit more effort to get to where I want to be these days. It's pretty much the same old boring me!
There's really nothing that's inspiring me to write. I'm just writing for the sake of doing it right now and hopefully, maybe I'll start picking it back up. Writing in a way is used for intending a purpose, and I think the best ones I have written have been for such. I feel really rusty about writing right now, but nonetheless I might as well just put something down to get the week going for myself again.
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