Nothing New August 21, 2002 - 12:48 a.m.

The boys are playing video games in the next room. I've been watching them for several hours now. Playing the same game nonstop. Life may seem dull, yet it's content all the same.

I am fairly bored now, though. A girl can only watch the same 5 minute game played over and over so many times before she finds herself going nuts.

I have this overwhelming desire to create something. Nothing of significance, mind you, but something that I can say I did. Something done with my chaotically idle imagination and two hands. I even have several ideas or projects that I can get started on.

Instead I just sit here.

Sit here typing in this little box. Listening to men behaving as boys in the other room. Feeling bored and restless, yet not having the energy or gumption to resolve it. I don't even have the TV or stereo turned on. Something highly unusual for myself.

Numb and lifeless. The only feelings that have remained constant with me.

I’m beginning to feel that ‘useless’ should be added to that short list.

But then again, I suppose it could fall under the ‘lifeless’ category.

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