I am tired of summer.

The summer has become tiresome; although I suppose tiresome probably isn't the right word. Boring, long, repetitive, lifeless, insipid, seemingly interminable. Summer is just dragging on and on; without a task to occupy my days, I'm noticing it more now than ever before. I need something to do. Something to occupy my mind and body from 9 to 5 Monday to Friday. It would be wonderful if it paid, as I could desperately use the money, but at this point, it's not even necessary for me. I just need something. Because without something, the days drag on, and I feel like I'm accomplishing nothing. Sitting at home, day in and and day out, waiting for 5 o clock to roll around so that I can find someone else to do nothing with. I want Montreal back.