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By the time I crawled out of bed and showered today it was nearly half past one. By the time I got food and ran errands, it was nearly half past three. It is now past five p.m., and I have done nothing remotely useful today.

Ugh. Where did I leave my motivation? What happened to my energy, my drive, my determination to get shit done?

Oh, right. Today is the third day of bleeding, I haven't gymmed since Friday, Monday was a depressing national holiday, the weather continues damp and chill, my knuckles hurt, my faith is human goodness has taken yet another hit, I'm lonely, and I have three more exams to look forward to next week. No wonder I'm filled with such vast joy.

What I wouldn't give for a sense of security, a little more self-confidence, and the ability to keep going on a lot less sleep. Because however hard I try to forget - and sometimes I even succeed for a while - it often seems that the scales are heavily weighted, and nothing I do will ever be quite enough to achieve an interesting job, a secure life, time and space for a couple of hobbies... Two out of three wouldn't be bad.

It would be nice, too, not to resent those members of my family for whom this is a reality - for whom it is unthinkable that they should not have these things.

Ack. This is clearly not a good week for me. I should just shut up, eat something, and try to get some work done.

Date: 2008-03-19 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cristalia.livejournal.com
I should send you some dried mango slices. :p

Date: 2008-03-19 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com
Mm, fruits. :)

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