afternoon melancholy
It's become obvious to me that I'm still rather fragile and kind of broken. But I'm getting the pieces back together. These things just take time, I suppose. But I have no idea why I feel like crying.
The thunderstorm that just passed through made me really sleepy. I had every intention of doing some hardcore writing this afternoon, but I don't feel like I can. I don't want to. Or, I do, but I feel too lost. Instead, I'll work on some other things that need to be done. Although all I really feel like doing is crawling into bed and reading one of the 431864012383 books I want to read.
I know I need to get over the "tomorrow" mentality. I also know that I need to get out of my apartment in order to be productive. (Which means I need a more portable laptop...) And yet here I am, sitting in my apartment, promising myself I'll write tomorrow. I feel kind of drained, like I have no energy. I was fine earlier...
EDIT: I did productive things the rest of the afternoon and now I feel worse. What the hell? Now I really, really want to cry.
The thunderstorm that just passed through made me really sleepy. I had every intention of doing some hardcore writing this afternoon, but I don't feel like I can. I don't want to. Or, I do, but I feel too lost. Instead, I'll work on some other things that need to be done. Although all I really feel like doing is crawling into bed and reading one of the 431864012383 books I want to read.
I know I need to get over the "tomorrow" mentality. I also know that I need to get out of my apartment in order to be productive. (Which means I need a more portable laptop...) And yet here I am, sitting in my apartment, promising myself I'll write tomorrow. I feel kind of drained, like I have no energy. I was fine earlier...
EDIT: I did productive things the rest of the afternoon and now I feel worse. What the hell? Now I really, really want to cry.