not concentrating

It's twenty past 5 and I've been sitting here since midday and I've written maybe 700 words. On Thursday I sat all day and did about the same. I just can't concentrate.

You are on my mind. And that makes me feel weird becuase it's pointless to think. and beside i dont really know you.

Sleeping hasnt been great the last two nights either. But at least my souls no longer clunky.

sitting around writing essays just makes me think too much. humph