Katie's Clown Thoughts

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Hello. The last time I did something like this, I became an insane person. But what the hell? I just spent the whole day in my PJs reading a book I didn't like to avoid roommates who aren't even that annoying. Maybe there's just a part of me that wants to sit down and close the curtains and forget. And there's probably a part of me that despises that part of me, but today I just couldn't summon it. I am weirdly content. I'm weirdly okay with this. So maybe I have exhausted myself more than I have realized.

Maybe if I keep typing I'll stop feeling bad about how strange and awful and gray and full of mistakes today has been.

But I don't think I actually believe that. And maybe that's why I'll never be a true writer. I can't get myself to believe that I can truly progress through my language. The mess gets smeared around, but nothing's actually cleaned up. And a mess that can't be mopped, no matter how beautiful, is not very motivating.

Okay! So...

Weird things that I did today:

  • I walked around in Dublin in the dark and rain with no money and had a very long, weirdly angry imaginary conversation with my parents.
  • I made music on my laptop in front of my roommates and acted very far-away and nervous.
  • That's it.

Ideas for my short story, which I might have to write very soon:

  • A girl slowly becomes a hag and becomes very distant from her friends.
  • A babysitter uses honey to treat the excema of the kid their babysitting. But this honey makes the kid rapidly age over the course of the night.
  • Two naked people in a tree bond over thier strange situation, and there's a shadowy figure beneath them who they're hiding from.

Doubling My Wasted Time

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The Most Annoying Sound I've Ever Produced If We Aren't Counting My Bad Donald Duck Impression

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Not Quite Sure Yet

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