Home is a drug

Mar 10, 2019 18:39

I don't know what it is about being home that makes my brain turn off. The logic part of my head in charge of the Things I have to do to make a buck are completely worn down, but the creative side should be picking up the slack, right?

Except: no.

I come home from work, sit on the couch for half an hour doing nothing -- and by "nothing", I mean, catching up on my email and not actually answering any of it, opening Discord only to realize I don't have any social energy points left and shutting it down again, knit a row of the endless Ravenclaw scarf, or water the plants which are looking pretty dry. Then I get up, and make dinner.

The rest of the evening is mostly taken up with taking care of things that need to be done before Tomorrow, then I go to bed, and it starts all over again.

So you'd think the weekend would be a break from the routine.

Except: still no.

I had a list of things I wanted to do for the weekend. I've done exactly 1.8% of it. After that, my brain promptly turned off and curled up under whatever rock it decided it liked best today.

(It snuck out long enough for me to do another thing on my list, so I suppose I'm up 2.2%?)

So, hi! How has everybody been?

real world

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