I’m probably the opposite and I HATE it. I have virtually no free time. And once I finally get it I can’t decide what to do with it because I get bored of anything after ~30 mins. And yet it still feels like I don’t get enough free time, smh.
The list of things I’m going to finish would take me until the heat death of the universe. The last atomic fragments would be reaching homeostatic equilibrium, and I’ll be sitting on my phone checking to see how cheap I can order a replacement part for a broken PS2 so I can finally play Psychonauts the way it was meant to be played.
It’s like Netflix. Overwhelmed by choice but yet not enough time to have a strong emotional connection to what it is you are doing.
So you just scroll.
I get it from a job that snipes me out of fun moments that’s 24/7 breathing down my back. Oh what you give up to stay alive.
But I also just do the fun stuff anyways. Or the stuff I said I would do. Because I agreed with myself to do it.
I’m probably the opposite and I HATE it. I have virtually no free time. And once I finally get it I can’t decide what to do with it because I get bored of anything after ~30 mins. And yet it still feels like I don’t get enough free time, smh.
The list of things I’m going to finish would take me until the heat death of the universe. The last atomic fragments would be reaching homeostatic equilibrium, and I’ll be sitting on my phone checking to see how cheap I can order a replacement part for a broken PS2 so I can finally play Psychonauts the way it was meant to be played.
Feels relatable… too relatable.
It’s like Netflix. Overwhelmed by choice but yet not enough time to have a strong emotional connection to what it is you are doing.
So you just scroll.
I get it from a job that snipes me out of fun moments that’s 24/7 breathing down my back. Oh what you give up to stay alive.
But I also just do the fun stuff anyways. Or the stuff I said I would do. Because I agreed with myself to do it.