Bleach Smells and Robotic Fails

What's up?

This month is passing by quickly. The funny thing is that it seems like it took no time for it to get to February, but now the days feel like actual days. It feels like time is actually starting to slow back down to what it's supposed to be.

© ABC Records

Right now, I'm here in the same place I always am when I write these.

Also today I smell bleach. 

Not that one...

© TV Tokyo

There we go...

I can't tell if it's on my shoes or somebody spilled bleach out here where I'm sitting.

One thing I can tell is that the effectiveness of Google's speech-to-text recognition has atrophied..

Although it did understand the word "atrophied."

 2 steps forward 15 steps back.

This morning I feel melancholy again. It's not a bad feeling. It's not a good feeling either, though. It inspires thought. It helps me think about who I am and what I don't like about my life. And because my life motto is basically just the entirety of the lyrics to the song "Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head", I know I'm not gonna change a damn thing by complaining.

But, that doesn't stop me from feeling anxious and regretful.  

Despite that  I'm going to keep going on. It seems like the best days have the worst mornings. SO this isn't the end.

But sometimes I'd just like to wake up feeling like Stan Smith from American Dad. 

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I can probably count on my fingers the amount of times that's happened this year. 

Oh wait. 

No, I can't. Because the number is 0.

But, at least I've got hope. And that's all I need, dammit. That's all I need.

I love you guys.

Peace out.