For my therapeutic assignment I am to leave my place of seclusion called home and go to the library.
At the library I am to interact with the librarian inquiring as to her services as a research assistant.
Instead my head is telling me to stay in bed and do nothing but sleep my life away.
Away from this self imposed treachery present in each one of my steps.
The temptation is strong to escape to dream land
Very strong, attractive, luring
And then so says the reasoning part of me
No. let's not do nothing, let's do something
Anything but nothing
So here I am blogging apropos of nothing
Very apropos toward my greater good
Now off to my domestic responsibility
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