Friday, July 02, 2004 What's my motivation? It's One of Those Days. Dreamt about having cancer, my hair coming off in the comb. In big chunks, like you see in the movies. And now I think I'm getting sick, the ominous tickle in the back of my throat, the pressure in my sinuses a black cloud hanging over my thoughts. May see what other medications we have in the office. The cold/fever hot drink I tried was terrible. I don't know what I'm doing tonight. I don't know what I'm doing this weekend (except, of course, for Free Comic Book Day). All I know is that the weekend is three days long, and that's a reason to rejoice. Last night I couldn't get excited about writing, couldn't get excited about coverage, couldn't get excited about books, couldn't get excited about the freakin' Daily Show. Perhaps it was a prelude to looming illness, or perhaps I'm just a little... burned out isn't the right phrase. I'm just tired, and I'm tired of so many things I enjoy seeming like work. May just go to bed early tonight, watching a movie or something. Maybe I just need a little break. Maybe I just need to rest. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.