The last few days I’ve been afflicted with a nasty combination of wakefulness and lethargy. You know, like you feel when you’ve done nothing but drink coffee all day with no other sustenance to speak of.
Come to think of it, that’s exactly what I’ve done today.
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This could be blamed on any number of things over the last few days, such as being bipolar, oppressive heat, or just being older. That’s been my frame of mind today, anyway.
I don’t think it’s because I’m older. Sure, I turned 40 earlier this week, but I have to say that’s over and behind me now. In many ways I’m glad the milestone is passed. I no longer have any anxiety over it. There’s even been a noticeable uptick of interest in my dating site profiles since Monday. My guess it’s because if you say you’re 39, people automatically assume you’re lying.
Even if you really are 39, which I no longer am.
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Truly a damn shame I have no interest in dating at the moment. I’ve blatantly ignored several prospects recently. It’s nothing personal. It’s just … meh.
There’s not much I can do about the heat around here. It was 100 today in Boise. Triple-digit highs are likely throughout the weekend as this unusually hot month continues. I can do something about being bipolar though. I can get out of the Command Center. In my experience, it’s better than a steady diet of psychotropic drugs. Not surprisingly, tonight is the first time I’ve been out this week.
Hermitry being a nasty habit of mine.
Clearly my inspiration is sapped today. So Imma gonna wrap this up and take it easy for the rest of the night. Perhaps something cool will happen. Perhaps not. It beats spending the evening with whiny kitty cats, anyway.