Even if I’m unemployed at the moment, I still don’t get much done. I’ve read 2 books in the last month (Looking for Alaska and The book Thief), I haven’t stitched or knitted at all and barely seen any movies.
I’ve mostly cleaned the house, played Pokemon and watched “Malcolm in the Middle“. Somehow I have no regrets but it doesn’t feel right at all.
You know, when I was working all I could think of was how nice it would be to just stay at home, be provided for and relax. Now, when I have all the time in the world and no work obligations, I feel a bit useless…
There are so many things I want to do and no motivation to do them; it’s freaking amazing how my brain hates me. The funny thing is that in Italy I bought a notebook (it was bloody expensive: 18 €) specially for organizing the next year of my life.
Yet, all I can think of is where can I find the HM to teach my bird Pokemon the move Fly (I’m playing Pokemon Flora Sky on my Android phone, using an Emulator) or how many episodes of MITM should I watch before bedtime.
I need to get my ass moving and take advantage of this freedom.