Rinse and Repeat
Another day escapes me.
I got home from work like an hour ago (more like three).
I sat down to decompress for only 30 mins (it was almost two hours).
And now the day is already over (the sun has only just set).
Time is simply disappearing.
Yesterday, I walked through my front door to find my cat sleeping on the couch in such a cute way. My first thought: take a picture of her because this is so cute and I want to remember this moment because she won't be here forever (sad) and if I don't take this picture I will regret it and I will hate myself because I should have paid more attention to her and—awwwwwwwee now she's licking her paws.
I've been having a hard time assigning value to my time. There isn't anything I do that makes me feel like I used my free time wisely.
Everyday I:
wake up early for work
go to work
get home, exhausted
decompress after my stressful day at work
eat dinner
continue to decompress from work by dissociating from the world through the consumption of short form content
get sad that my day is almost over
go to bed early so I can wake up early
process my stress and anxiety in my dreams/nightmares
rinse and repeat