musings
I've spent a week alone in a hotel, and I brought so much work here to do and yet I did so little of it. My motivation is so low. It's hard to change habits you've had for so long. And now I'm distraught after seeing Avengers: Endgame for the first time and honestly I don't know what to do with myself. This was supposed to be a week to reset, but I'm nearing the end, I leave tomorrow, and it feels like I failed. I didn't complete any of the things on my list, and I'm still tired. You ever have that experience where you expect to have more hours than you actually do? Yeah. That's me, all the time, and this week when I really did have lots of time, I still...didn't. It doesn't help that my foot is still bothering me *too much* and I've refused to go back to the doctor to get it checked again. Life...it passes me by all too easily. I'm complacent, and I don't want to be. Yes, I did explore the Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore on ...