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Started filing today. Not sure why; just sick of everything I suppose. Maybe I wanted some small thing on which I could impose order, something in my life I could categorize and lock away. The stacks and slips of paper reminded me that I haven't done any recordkeeping since 28 November. I know why.

The satisfaction of doing this is small at best. Even this simple task is too big for me, takes more effort than I'm willing to give it. Though some paper made it into files and into the cabinet, still more lies in piles behind me. It's a pretty apt metaphor.

Woke up late this morning and had to dash off to work before I could shave. My unkemptness is probably suitable.

I'm OK. I'm just not happy, and that happens sometimes. Maybe I'll stop running.


Re: *curious*

Hello!! Yes, I'm a Bonni Joy, without the 'e' on the end. My dad is all for economy, and he was adamant about not adding that 'e' -- "It sounds just the same with five letters; there's absolutely no logical reason to add a sixth." Yeah, um, okay, Dad. :-D