Discontinuous

Dear Diary,

I cut myself shaving today. I think, maybe my brain was too busy to notice, because as I cleaned the weeping wound, I felt no pain.

It had been raining all night. I was going to go out today, but I decided the rain was too miserable, so I slept in. Maybe it was just my luck that I was also hungry, so I got up and poured some cereal.

It was noon when I got back home with the milk and sugar, so I decided to make some coffee, to keep myself awake until noon.

I finished my bowl of raisin bran, and returned the bowl to the refrigerator. It was then I found out we were out of milk. After lacing up my shoes, I decided to go get some milk from the store, so I went to my room to get dressed. I didn't feel like getting clean jeans wet, so I raided the hamper for yesterday's pair.

My reflection looked back at me with tired, hanging eyes, and my neck looked like a peppered mushroom stalk, so I shaved, sloppily, and went out the door. I forgot my umbrella.

While I was walking back from the store, my neck started hurting for no reason, and I dropped the milk. Sadly, I didn't have enough for another gallon, so I went home and slept.

I was so tired when I went to bed, that I didn't wake up until noon, and only because I was hungry. I looked outside and it still hadn't stopped raining. I'd stay in today, but I'm hungry, and I want coffee, too.