For the last 2 months I’ve been a recluse in my room. Only coming out when I know the atmosphere will be chill and not a whole lot of people around.
I’ve really been enjoying this time to myself. Every now and then I get this extreme anxiety of “I should start getting my shit together like everyone else around me.” I just don’t want to end up with a lousy job making money I don’t have the time or energy to spend and have the creativity sucked out of me. I rather use up the bit of money I have on spontaneous travels and I rather keep the right side of my brain intact — thank you.
I’m doing just fine.
