If this was an uncommon laziness, I'd say: I deserve it. But it's not. This laziness has been my constant companion for the last month. I'm surprised the couch doesn't have a butt-print on it where I sit everyday, on my computer, watching TV. And if I didn't really have anything to get done, being somewhat unemployed, I'd say: what's the harm? But I do. I have a lot to get done. A lot of things to sell or give away or pack, a lot of research to do, a lot of planning.
my life, lately. (from weheartit.com)
Yet here I sit, marinating in daydreams. The daydreaming is like me, the stagnation is not. I am usually motivated to get things done, especially when they're leading somewhere exciting. But lately I feel a disconnect, as one day flows into the next and I wake up every morning without a plan. It's apathy, but it's not unhappy. I know what I have to get done, I just... don't care.
So I sit in my cocoon & smile into my coffee and imagine having a garden and a dishwasher and the millions of directions my future life can lead.
Of course, to get there, I do need to get off the couch... eventually.
Today I'm so grateful & happy for:
~ Malibu Canyon
~ flavored coffee creamer
~ beautiful pictures