Slacker

I'm feeling that lack of ambition that an adult has when time off work is on the horizon. It's almost like my body is more tired because it knows I'll soon be able to sleep in. I'm so excited to be away from work and be in LA, but I'm doing my best not to wish it away.

After three posts, I already broke the promise to myself in posting everyday. Being away for the weekend, then having busy days at work sent my priorities with myself awry. But these are all excuses, right? I'm back to my old self, avoiding the fact that I do need time for me, and that it is important.

This weekend, Raquel and I went to an ugly sweater party at Lyss's. We were shocked at how many people came and are still pretty in awe at even having that many friends. It seems hard to keep in touch these days. People have their own full lives and more important obligations. Obviously, it is enjoyable to catch up, but I dread the thought of making a plan. I find myself just wanting to avoid plans so I can have unlimited sleep-time. This may be due to a depression, or just really enjoying the ability to sleep. Regardless, it sounds pathetic.

On that note, I am tired. The last two nights were late ones, bringing the bed from my parents, and trivia and games last night (I really sound like I should be complaining). Almost everything is at Raquel's now (or our place?). It feels normal and good. Although, Raquel feels a little off. This may be due to her not working. That always comes at a paramount time in our steps forward and helps to push me in the direction of second-guessing literally everything. I need to stop doing that.