Feeling a little anxious and lost today.
I stopped working at 5 pm, then took a little walk around the neighbourhood, got some groceries and sat in the park. That’s all good.
Then something happened:
Instead of rushing to do my favourite things, I slumped on the bed to “read and research”, which is an euphemism for kinda sorta doing something, but not really doing anything. At best, it amounts to random noodling around. I was reading a Wikipedia article about wisdom, with an idea in my head that I would like to write a blog post about something like that.
I am no wiser about wisdom now, but I wasted two hours, during which my anxiety, dread and feeling of fuck-it-all grew.
Here’s what I want to share with you, and remind myself of:
- Choose what kind of hour / evening / day you want to live. Decide what it includes.
- Get on with it right now, as if your life depended on it. In a way it does.
Having acknowledged that, and having put this up here, I feel much better now.