I drove through some pretty thick fog this morning, unenthusiastically. Wrote a few things without enthusiasm. Went for a decidedly unenthusiastic walk this afternoon. Am presently eating a bbq’d hot dog with an absolute dearth of enthusiasm. I’m not sure if I should even bother to try writing anything at this point.
We are unenthused.
N.P.: “Faust” – Emigrate
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