27 june 2022
Sometimes I think that I could achieve much if I didn't have to work full time. I would start and finish so many projects that I don't have the time for right now. Realistically I would mainly start more projects and I would work longer on started projects. Finishing them isn't really my thing. But I would volunteer for so many things. Or so I think. The times where I would create subtitles for a documentary, help research something, research something just because it's interesting and then write about it, create web applications, social networks and other web sites for non-profit projects or nice people, translate a book because I like it, read books in the first place, help design reserarch studies, and so on, are apparently over. And when I think wh that is, what has changed, I immedietly think of my full-time job as an explanation. Or is it an excuse? Or just something that I use as an explanation before myself so that I don't feel like I have to look for the real reason? Or is this just me getting older and my brain changing? Or my bad diet? Or a combination of those things? Or other things? Or am I just imagining it or perceiving it wrong because memories from the past always appear like things were better back then? No, it really seems obvious to me that working 8 to 14 hours a day destrois all the fun that people say life gives them. I should sleep now. But I haven't even relaxed properly after getting off work.
Health points overall status estimation: +
Alcohol so far: none
Nicotine: vaping, 0.1 mg/ml