on such a boring day, everything is just ok. not to bad and not to happy, everything stays pretty much the same. but isn't that kindof scary. everybody is fine. no need or want to wine. so all that's left is thinking. no one trully knows how fucked up you are, when it comes to anxiety.
it's so horrid it makes you wanna scream. this is why you really don't like to dream. but if it all goes by ok ish. your really just asking for a death wish.