Some Days Are Like This

I stare into space thinking, “I should do something.”

Then I think, “Does staring into space count?”

And then I ponder that question while staring into space. Again. 

Eating and caffeinating would probably be good next steps. Both require effort and energy. Alas.

I stare into space and wonder why it’s so hard to work up the energy to exert myself.

Then I remember how hard I worked this weekend. Mental effort for the most part, and emotional, but work nonetheless.

And then I smile and stare off into space thinking about the weekend.

I could not be more thankful the tea is almost done steeping.

Time: 2:12
Tea: Irish Breakfast, third cup for the day.
Steep: 4 minutes. I NEED THIS NOW.