do I like work?
do I enjoy labor?
do I feel satisfaction like I haven't felt in a long time after a day spent going around doing tasks??
Acquiring items. Moving things from place to place. Operating machinery!
Yes. Maybe. I don't know. All I know is that at like 4pm on Saturday I'd spent the day doing nothing and I had a moment where I was like, "I feel bad. I feel like I don't want to do anything and that I might never want to do anything ever again. This is not normal. Something is wrong with me."
And then today at 4pm I was driving home only so I could turn around and do more work and I was like, "Something is deeply right with me and the world right now."
Nothing good or bad happened in either scenario. One I didn't do much of anything and the other I did a bunch of stuff.
Am I a busy bee??? I thought I hated being busy. I thought I was the champion of idleness and indolence.
Much to think about. Much to consider.
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