Will to live, gone.
I’m starting to feel a little better after spending two days doing nothing but crawling between the bed and the couch. I think I was sick or something, maybe just really tired. So much for getting lots of things accomplished on my days off.
Just so I don’t feel like a douchebag, here check this out. It’s 3:am Magazine, good source of flash fiction. I think I’ll submit something, soon.