Today was a slow morning, so I decided to take a quick break at lunch and watch some youtube.
Next thing I know, 2 hours goes by, and I’m feeling mental fog.
I try and work through it, I have to get some writing done today after all. I stare at a blank screen. I feel like I’m mentally constipated.
It’s 6pm and I needed a reset. It’s time for a nap.
I wake up an hour later, and I go on youtube and social media and killed a half hour. Mental fog returns.
I feel like I’m in a state of existential ennui today. This piece is a result of that.
I didn’t get much done today, a zero day as I sometimes call it, they’ll happen occasionally.
And that’s totally okay.