I’m not sure what it is about these bodys. Life doesn’t seem always sum up to what it should be, but it always seems to give us what we need.
For example: today was a great day. I woke up this morning, made it to my meeting right on time. Came home. Cleaned most of my car. I even removed the thing between my chairs so I could put the subwoofer there instead. I’m still not entirely sure that’s how I am going to leave it, but for now, it’s a nice setup. After that, I spent a little time on my computer, and as much time with Amber before she had to go to the lock in. We also ran into John at the park, go figure.
But since dinner… I haven’t been able to do much. My brain seems to have shut down. I can’t focus. I can’t think. I’m not motivated. For a time when I think I might actually be able to get stuff done ahead of time, it turns out to be quite the opposite.
I think though, my body is saying: "Hey, Justin. Remember the last week? Remember how you haven’t gotten to bed. Remember how you burned me out doing all those complex homework assignments? Yeah, well, I did that all for you, so now your going to do something for me. Your going to stop."
So at the moment, that’s what I’m doing. I’m sitting here, watching TV, doing absolutely nothing of use (other than this post). I’m not thinking. I’m not really moving. I’m not even able to focus on writing this post for more than like 3 minutes at a time. In reality, I should probably just go to sleep, but what fun would that be, plus Amber told me I had to watch some TV shows for her.
I feel like I’ve been writing a lot lately. I think it’s good for me. That’s about all the thinking I can do. Bye.