when i didn't want to go to school, i just didn't go. no one made me get up off the couch and go. it was only my loss.
i'm feeling the same way right now. i don't want to go to bed, then get up, make my lunch, and go to work.
honestly, i'd feel content to just lay there and stare at the ceiling for the next 6 hours before i should be getting up. but then to just keep lying there.
something is missing in my life it feels.
i just wish i knew what it was.