I feel like I haven’t been very present on this blog lately. Work has been frustrating, but not frustrating (interesting) enough to deserve my blogging about it. I feel greedy for friends that I don’t even have time for. Two movies from Netflix sit in my living room for weeks, unwatched, and I sleep eleven hours at night. I signed up for Nanowrimo, but I’m bored with myself and uninspired and already discouraged that I’ve let too much time pass before starting. I dreamed that I started and I feel like that should count.

The only interesting thought that passed through my head today occurred when I caught a glimpse of myself in the subway window’s reflection. It was:

“I’m finally cooler than all the guys I had crushes on in high school.”

It surprised me. Not the fact of it, but that I thought it at all, and in those words.