So, once again, I’m here to say that I am going to make an attempt at keeping a better diary. I kind of doubt that I will, based on my history of failed attempts, but I’m going to try.

Already, my head hurts. Odd swelling and swirling pressure circling through my cranium as I stare at this screen, trying to figure out what I might actually have that’s worth tapping out on the keyboard. Other than the struggle of finding time, the struggle of finding words and thoughts to share is perhaps one of the bigger problems I have in keeping a diary.

I don’t know what to say.

And now, the overwhelming feeling of lost confusion is driving me away from the keyboard. I think I’m going to go find a bite to eat and maybe a video or something to watch. Maybe I’ll get some motivation to write something after that.

[Diarium] Sunday, February 1, 2026

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Been a little bit since I’ve written anything. Haven’t had much time, nor much of anything to write about.

One thing that I can say for right now is that when it comes to work, I have this thought and feeling of not even knowing why I’m here, or why I’m bothering to come to work. I dunno. Maybe I’ll express more on that thought later.