Date: 18.01.2022
Day: Tuesday
“Don’t get me wrong. Being in self-isolation and disconnecting from the outside world during my Covid is AMAZING. But, there are ebbs and flows in my life where one day I wake up all excited and motivated to get shit done and days when I just don’t feel like it, you know. Well, truth being told, majority of days fall into the latter category. Ugh, I just feel unmotivated. I lack the energy to even plan my day ahead. It’s not that I don’t wanna be productive. I absolutely do. But my body doesn’t seem to be on board with it. Yeah, I know what y’all will say… it’s probably the Covid. Cut yourself some slack and get rest. NO. Rest is the last thing I wanna do now. I’ve got things to do, I’ve got plans in head. But I don’t have the fucking fire in me. No energy, no enthusiasm. I’m existing within these 4 walls. But yeah, I’m grateful for my mere existence now in this all Covid scare. Well, I feel like the world is progressing at a high pace, and I’m not catching up with the societal rat race. I feel left behind. Everyone’s doing stuffs, and here I am. Wait a minute. Am I… is it FOMO again? God, tell me it’s not FOMO. Nah it’s not. It’s just burning out. I’m burned out. And mommy just brought me my evening cup of Horlicks. Yeah call me a baby but I call her Mommy when I get all sick. Alright, that cup of steaming hot Horlicks is giving me the “come and get me” look. Although, I do wish it was a cup of milk instead. Maybe I’ll ask her for a little bit of milk tomorrow. Half a glass ain’t gonna hurt me, right? Cause. you know, this bitch here is incapable of digesting lactose. Or at least, that’s what I think it is. Well, even if it does hurt, it’s worth the pain. Okay, guys I love you all. Talk soon.”
2 shots of me 