Did you ever have your crappy old car finally suffer some terminal failure and you’re about to junk it and you think, “Dang. I just filled the tank, too.” That’s a good reason to keep running on fumes. Forget about actually completing any task; it’s gotten so even the act of adding a project to the to-do list is more effort than I’m willing to invest in the future. Live for the moment, that’s my motto. A bottle of Chilean Merlot will leave you with a headache tomorrow morning but a ball-peen hammer to the skull will hurt right now.
Monday, January 12, 2026
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