Blursday

Every day is starting to feel like Monday…or Friday…it is really hard to tell, honestly. Despite having a semblance of a schedule, days blur together and time is seemingly more and more absurd. Which means my motivation got put on a shelf somewhere in the garage and it’s behind a bunch of things now, so I am not really certain where I put it…and, I clearly don’t have the motivation to go find it.

Some days are more motivate-y than others, but those are getting more rare, I think. I have things I want to be doing. Been thinking about starting a YouTube channel. Been meaning to start work on the tea tins again. I have a list of projects. Projects that I started thinking about doing when the stir crazy was peak, but then Blursday hits and I think “What is wrong with staying in bed with a cuppa and watching Waiting for God?”

Some of the people I know seem to be avoiding this odd floaty sort of boredom – adriftness? But, they also seem to be the same people who have eschewed physical distancing and general quarantine protocols. Some people I know are at the other end of the spectrum and seem to be experimenting with how long they can live in the same set of pyjamas. Most of us seem to be living somewhere in the middle; a sliding scale of bewilderment. We’ve all been kidnapped by faeries and are living in a world that is adjacent to the real world, but not a part of it.

The struggle is real. And, I believe strongly, that the struggle is okay. It is asking a lot for people to get on as normal when there is no normal, or when normal is abnormal.

Best I can manage are daily to-do lists peppered with getting projects done whenever the doldrums and disquiet abate. And, a healthy dose of Dungeons & Dragons. My campaigns right now are my flotation device. More on that next week, my friends.

Cheers,

Tanya

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