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I just wasted another evening trying to think of something to post about, and deleting every single attempt. It just all seemed so IRRELEVANT.

And now it's bedtime again. I'm so, so fed up with this. Apparently, I have lost the ability to formulate my thoughts. They are a raging chaos.

I don't want to write about work, or the daily trivia, or the weather. There must be something MORE than this, something deeper to be dragged out of this miserable brainmush of mine. I know it's there, I just can't hear it over the static...

Sounds like a midlife crisis, sure enough.