Every day when I get home from work, I keep telling myself that I will eat dinner, read a book and go to bed prior to midnight. Instead I eat a boring dinner and sit on the couch until maybe 1-2am and then try to go to bed.
I used to finish books in under three hours and yet it's like nothing can grab my attention except a fallen DVR remote.
What the fuck happened? And of course it is nearly three in the morning and I have thoughts running through my head that do not mean anything at any hour in the day or night.
I keep telling myself so much, you would think I would have the attention span to actually hear myself every now and then.
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