Last night, I was so excited after that first post, I was having trouble getting to sleep. My mind was racing with what I would do tomorrow (today). Maybe something on my fears or states of awareness or my own spiritual beliefs. The sky was the limit. At least until I woke up and realized it was the weekend. For somebody who has trouble remember what day it is, when the weekend comes, my body automatically go “time to relax”. Relax? From what? I don’t know but it becomes a hassle to do anything.
So, for two days, I take it easy. Today was almost unbearable with my lack of motion. Late wakeup, reading various internet things, lunch, reading Quentin Tarantino’s Inglourious Basterds screenplay, dinner, listening to Joe Rogan’s podcast with guest Andy Dick while playing TF2, shower, waiting while listening to music to this. Late at night, nothing really done.
It’s frustrating but maybe needed.
Tomorrow will be better. I will come up with a better post even though I am the only person reading this.
I need it.