Stormy day
It's been a long couple of days. I'm fighting sleep vs. not-sleep. I've gotten to the point where I really need my own private down-time, just because I spend so much time alone on a regular basis. I feel guilty, though, that my down-time is usually a waste of time (online tv shows, aimless wanderings throughout the internet, occasionally reading a book I've read forty-eight times before).
Anyway, I successfully went up north to see family and down to the big city for a work meeting. Now just to keep myself going tomorrow - so much I need to do that's weighing me down. I'll be up early tomorrow and MAKE myself work. No lollygagging, pip-pop!
Got into a discussion with my family today about immigration policy. I have a really hard time not taking things like that personally - I can't just have a conversation and let it go. I'm also struggling with feeling like I am inherently better than those I consider less conscious of social justice issues. It's a dangerous mindset to have, and I don't like it. I also end up coming off pretentious and all-knowing, and I hate that. It's also tough when I'm not around my family very much, so I feel like I can't make a big impact on a day-to-day basis. My argument skills are also still way off - I still can't get my little sister to stop saying "retarded."
On a lighter note - I invested in some teeth-whitening strips. I can't tell how much they're working and how much is just my imagination. They do leave my teeth a little sensitive, but I kind of enjoy the sensation because I imagine I can feel the whitening agent working.
I wonder if I've been fighting low-grade depression. Maybe it's been manifesting itself as my guilt.
Anyway, I successfully went up north to see family and down to the big city for a work meeting. Now just to keep myself going tomorrow - so much I need to do that's weighing me down. I'll be up early tomorrow and MAKE myself work. No lollygagging, pip-pop!
Got into a discussion with my family today about immigration policy. I have a really hard time not taking things like that personally - I can't just have a conversation and let it go. I'm also struggling with feeling like I am inherently better than those I consider less conscious of social justice issues. It's a dangerous mindset to have, and I don't like it. I also end up coming off pretentious and all-knowing, and I hate that. It's also tough when I'm not around my family very much, so I feel like I can't make a big impact on a day-to-day basis. My argument skills are also still way off - I still can't get my little sister to stop saying "retarded."
On a lighter note - I invested in some teeth-whitening strips. I can't tell how much they're working and how much is just my imagination. They do leave my teeth a little sensitive, but I kind of enjoy the sensation because I imagine I can feel the whitening agent working.
I wonder if I've been fighting low-grade depression. Maybe it's been manifesting itself as my guilt.