Some days are useless
April 9th, 2007 by Bill
There are certain days that come along when, some time after it begins, you inevitably think, “What’s the point? Why did this day even start?”
It’s not that they are “bad” days. It’s simply that they are without purpose or … or … anything. They just sit their like a useless relative.
Well, today is one of those days. It lacks meaning and it lacks interest. If it were a colour it would be a tan or slate or something else equally bland.
You know, as I think of it, it very much resembles a lot of televison programming. Radio too, for that matter.
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