When I’m not at work it feels like I am killing time. Killing time until I am released, free from house arrest. Normally I’d be keeping myself happily amused with: reading, writing and candle making.
I even relieved some massive jars for the latter activity today:
But I just can’t seem to motivate myself to be creative. I can’t even motivate myself to entertain myself. I just want to sleep.
Maybe it’s because the weather is good and I usually see people and do things when the weather’s good. I wonder if I’d lack motivation if it were the middle of winter?
Who knows. I’m working all over the long Bank Holiday, so at least boredom won’t set in.
Write soon,
Antony
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