I just realize

I just feel empty. I can't put my thoughts together to write anything. Maybe it's because I feel like I've falling into a pattern. Nothing is out of the ordinary for me anymore. I'm boring. There is nothing interesting for me to write about. Everyday is the same. I'm going to lay down, clear my head. I'm thinking if I can sort out my thought in some coherent manner, write all of it down, then I will feel a lot better. But in the mean time, I need rest.