Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Or is the bleh? Or meh?
I'm tired. It could be the weather, but I suspect anemia. I'm completely unmotivated and have been for several days (as you can tell from my lack of participation on this site). I'm tired of tracking my intake and my exercise. What's the point? I don't really care whether I lose weight or get healthier. I'm not the one who's concerned about it. Whether I live a few 'extra' months or years, what will it matter? I will never have the means to enjoy life, to see the places I long to see, to do the things I long to do. It's complete futility.
Instead of naming me Jon, my parents should have named me Job, only it's obvious (to me and probably to God) that I'm not holding out as well as he did.