I doubt that it will surprise anyone, but it is only fair to start by stating that I am not a very social person. The internet is the place I spend most of my free time on. But today, I might have gotten closer to understanding the appeal of socializing. More specifically, chilling in a pub with a bunch of acquaintances and friends.
In between exams, without a shred of motivation to learn for next week’s exam, I found myself today not enjoying anything. Not the stuff that is made for enjoyment, not the stuff that I myself enjoy, nothing. And as I was lying on the bed, face down in the sheets, I could not come up with anything. The day seems boring, my will is weak, my head aches, and I look forward to sleep. The difference from a normal day when I don’t do anything is that, in most cases, I at least don’t mind looking at dumb videos for a couple of hours.
Not today. I am pissed when I waste time but unwilling to do anything of value at the same time. Going out and yapper about some random stuff with other people now seems like something that would bring different thoughts.
But hey, look at me, writing bs on the internet while my friends are out having a drink. It is still me.