September 11: "The Shining" and Motivation

I don't have much motivation for anything tonight.  After I'm done typing this second post, I might climb into bed with a copy of Stephen King's The Shining and try to disappear for the rest of the evening.

It seems like all the things I've depended on for the last ten years are failing.  My medical office job--no overtime.  My church job--gone.  My university job--going no where fast.  I'm tired of bad news.  I don't want to answer the phone.  I don't want to open any mail.  I don't want to talk to people.

Saint Marty just wants to go to sleep for about ten years.

What a load of crap!