I just don’t want to do any work. The problem is that I know what the next steps are to fix the situation I’m in, and to make it better. But if I’m being honest, I don’t see the point of it.
Last week’s unproductiveness could’ve been attributed to the grief and disappointment I felt from my family (and the family business), but I really don’t feel that way anymore.
No more grief or disappointment, I’m just blah and meh and languishing.
Stuck in a pit and too lazy to pull myself out of it because it’s not like I’m drowning here anyway.
The walls are nice and comforting all around me.
No Comments