Why can’t I study? And why am I pretending to be excited when legal aid calls to tell me they’ve forwarded my name to the executive committee? Why can’t I just tell them I’m not interested in working there? Because, because I might have to bite the bullet and do what I need to do until something else comes along. Because I’ve been unemployed for four months and have nothing in the works.
But still, why can’t I study? Why? I’ve got seven days and I simply cannot be bothered to open the books, watch the tapes, do anything. All I want to do is read blogs, read e-mails, watch food-tv and go running. That’s it. Am I purposefully derailing myself?
I don’t know. But I do know this. If you eat Kashi, you will be regular.
