I have all of these passions and dreams and plans. I never get bored.
First of all, I want to create more art. It’s so important to me. I want to take my dog on long walks and take him to a national park so he can get all excited about other animals around and the sun and nature. I want to cook amazing dishes and get back to fermenting and brewing. I want to finally learn some serious woodworking. I want to make love to my partner more often and chat all night and go skating together. There’s so many shows and movies I want to watch. I want to play Weird West without having to worry that I’ll go to work tired because it’s way past bedtime. I want to finally read a book and finish it. I want to take up running again. I want to spend more time with my mother. I want to be a good friend who actually has the time to meet up and listen and respond to messages. I want to meditate and go swimming. I want to take better care of my plants.
Instead, it’s wake up, work, get home absolutely exhausted, chores, limited time for one activity that I love, repeat.
Fuck work, you guys. Like, seriously.