Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day...
We were talking the other day about what I do with my free time, and I honestly couldn't think of anything.
I don't really watch TV,
or movies,
I read, but not a phenomenal amount,
I don't play video games,
or exercise,
or write,
or paint,
or clean,
or talk on the phone (too much),
or sleep.
Upon close inspection, it turns out I lay on my bed with my eyes open. A LOT. I have the ceiling fan in my bedroom completely memorized. The body is almost new-looking, but the blades look very old and like maybe someone rubbed them with steel wool. Perhaps they were cleaned too vigorously. I don't know. I do know how the paint of my bedroom wall stops exactly at the crevice where the ceiling begins, because professional painters did my room, but how I didn't get it to line up as nicely in the living room or hallway. The sun is so bright on the ceiling in the morning and so shadowy and leafy and pretty from the tree outside in the late afternoon. I love to just lay there. The neighbor yells at his dog to sit and be good...
My mind is blank...
3 Comments
I think you are on the road to figuring out what it is that you really want to do the rest of your life. Whatever you are doing now, that ain't it. So just let yourself be open to the possibilities, while you are laying there. Once you figure it out, you'll be re-energized with a new sense of purpose. Or, you might just lay there in a doughy heap.
Mmmm, dough.
Uh, don't you go out? A lot?
So pretty much I'd say clubbing and dating are big things you do. Or does that not count as free time?