Ok, I admit it. I'm having trouble starting up. And not just this blog. Everything. It seems strange that I would just have to move on as if nothing has happened when my life will never be the same. I'm unmotivated to continue my work, I have trouble concentrating, and I'm downright angry that I'm expected to just pick up the pieces and go on. When my brother died I was angry that the sun came up the next day. What I'm going through now is similar. I wash oping this blog would provide an outlet, but I've been unable to come up with topics to write on. I just got my new laptop last Monday. Shouldn't I be ecstatic to be able to use it for such a glorious purpose as posting on my blog. Even though my father will never read it? My boss left about 3 sticky notes with an article on my desk last week, and I only found it yesterday when I popped into the lab briefly. I have mountains of work to do and no drive.
Right now, I'm just hopeful that this rant will kick my ass into high gear and wake me up already. Will someone please help me out here?
P.S. construction project is in the final stages, and although hammering helps a lot, I'm still lacking motivation.
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