Not sure why I haven’t written anything in the past 15 days.
I haven’t been in the best of shape these couple of weeks. Physically, I was dealing with an achilles tendon issues that kept me away from running. Mentally, I am still dealing with a level of fatigue I am having a great deal of difficulty breaking.
I start each morning with a semblance of an idea of a plan that I may or may not want to work on during the day. For some reason, I get distracted and get nothing done. I have made great progress on bing watching Veronica Mars on Hulu, but not much else.
Direction seems hard to come by and I’m afraid I’m stuck in the waiting place.
I remember this feeling during the run up to the 2016 election. I got completely obsessed with polling and reading the news to the detriment of everything else. I didn’t actually do anything to participate, but I followed things religiously.
This year, I did manage to donate money to the Biden campaign which I count as an activity. I worry about the future and I just want this long national nightmare to end and to send the pandemic packing also.
I need some concrete and measurable goals that are small and attainable in a short time frame. I’m not going to accomplish anything big right now.