I need to be kidnapped.
There is always some reason I can not get out to Doe Library on Thursday between 6 and 8. There was my sister who was in rehab, and she had meetings that I wanted to go to in order to better support her. And there were other reasons. I remembered my reason for last week... but now I don't. They were all very good reasons. I remember that much.
I was forced to look in my facebook back log, and I see that I was only doing house work, instead of parkour. Now, why did I think I had a good reason?
And I am hard-pressed to find a reason. I mean... I just don't feel like it. I don't really have the inertia for ANYTHING right now. And it is raining out right now, but that hasn't ever stopped me before. And my bike is broken, but that has also never stopped me. And I feel like I am in such a mood that I would go out and stand there, in the cold and wet, and stare at the wet concrete, and feel, just... totally inadequate. My muscles, much like they refuse to lift me off of my butt, to either clean my room or make dinner, they will refuse to propel me over... anything. My brain isn't being of much help either.
Perhaps I will now paint a picture... If I can do that, I will feel like I accomplished something..... The likelihood of my actually doing that is small though.
EDIT: What I should have said was that I had too much inertia, and not enough outside force acting upon me, for me to get anything done. If I was going to be accurate and sensical about it.