Just kidding. I slept so much today, I think I’ll be up for the next week or so.
I haven’t been good to myself and I’ve been procrastinating like no tomorrow.
What am I doing to myself?
Do you ever feel like you’re floating and have no reason to be here, but you also don’t want to die yet?
I’m not afraid of death. In fact, I look forward to the day I don’t have to spend it on this earth anymore.
But I also question existence. What if I’ll be stuck here? And I’ll just watch people I love get through and move on without me?
Why would I deprive myself of living and experiencing life with them?
Go to sleep. But don’t make it permanent.
Life is so much more than a bunch of commandments to follow.
There is hope.
There is reason.
You’re here for a reason. Don’t give up.
Allow yourself to recover, but don’t just stay there and be stagnant.
Move. Get up. Find purpose in what you do.
It will all make sense some day. I promise.
I’m still trying to figure mine out.