avoidance

geeze. i could write a book about avoidance. but, i'd avoid writing it, so maybe not.

i don't know what's going on these days. i'm avoiding everything. not because it's particularly bad or anything, but just because apparently i'd rather do things that involve turning off my brain. i'm watching a lot of veronica mars lately...

and there isn't a pattern to what i'm avoiding. it's everything. going to work (i mean, i'm going, but i shuffle my feet around the house and wait until the absolute last second to go...), leaving work, doing laundry, making dinner, grocery shopping, planning thanksgiving dinner (the kind of thing i usually adore), calling the roof guy, and so on and so on.

i seem to be stuck. but stuck at nothing in particular.

it's a weird place to be in.

okay, well, i'm close to that last possible second on the going to work thing, so i should be going...