I’m usually really quite good with converting abstract thought patterns into chains of words that most people understand. Some days, however, it seems nearly impossible. Today is one of those days.
That is not good, because I need to write something that resembles a cover-letter so that I can attempt to procure myself some “gainful employment” in order to sustain my pathetic existence.
Unfortunately, the words just aren’t coming. Perhaps I’ll just go perform some menial household chores, and that will make me a little more motivated to write something that will get me out of this house for 8 hours a day 5 days a week.