Journal [May 13]

I decided to write about how I've been in these unusual and challenging times. Why? Because I'm kind of tired of thinking about anything for a bit. Lately, especially during this week, I've been super behind on a lot of my work. I really don't know why that is, but I haven't been getting the proper rest I know I need. I try to catch up on whatever I can but there are always those assignments that I know I should've completed awhile back. Honestly, I thought schooling during quarantine would be so much better, but I still feel the same. I dread the weekdays and all the work that I know I have to complete. I dread the constant submission of assignments I know I could've done better if I had the motivation to do so. It seems like the only time I feel free and relaxed is on the weekends, but even then sometimes I have to take time to complete any late assignments or try and get a head start so I don't have any late assignments the following week. I don't know, hopefully, everything gets better. I did this thing a few days ago that I really want to try and od again because WOW...it felt way more therapeutic than I thought it would've. You may be wondering what it was -- I woke up earlier than I usually do and the first thing I did after washing up was pick up a book that I read about halfway through last year, and I continued it...I ended up finishing it that same day! Reading through some knowledge and trying to take in a new vocabulary or just ending up finishing a story, it felt really good! The book was called The Diary of An Oxygen Thief, although the plot was not particularly something that I enjoyed -- I still finished it.