Another day down the drain.
I didn’t really accomplish anything other than going to therapy and writing a poem.
I mean, I guess that’s better than completely nothing, but it’s pretty much nothing.
I didn’t clean or write my essay or do anything I needed to do. I tried to work on some art, but I crumpled it because I was mad at how it was turning out, (it was really out of proportion and just ugly).
So anyway, I feel unaccomplished.
Tomorrow I have to do something. I don’t know yet what that will be, but I want it to be something useful.
I mean, I am in the process of applying to graduate school and I have a limited number of days left to get that essay done, but if my recommenders don’t get their stuff done, there is kind of no point. I’m a little frustrated with that situation. I feel bad because I know they are both really busy, but I feel a little like maybe the timing is just off if they don’t come back on time.
I don’t know.
I just need to sit down and focus. I also need to clean.
I know I’ve been saying that, it’s just a lot easier to say that than it is to get started.
I’m just so overwhelmed right now by so many things.
I will figure it out I guess.
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