I was laying in bed after my mid morning  post chore nap. Since I’ve been waking up and staying up in the morning, I have found the 10am nap a nice refreshing but if sleep to make the day move better. I don’t have one every day but since I have three jobs I’m supposed to be doing today that I am not doing  thge nap is a great way to procrastinate and lie to myself it’s exactly what I need hto wake up and start working.

It’s now noon and I don’t feel motivated to start the chores. Three seperate web design clients patiently waiting four the wave of productivity to favour them with a few hours work. As usual, it’s become far more difficult to start. Now with such a choice, I get overwhelmed and fo nothing. My new game project gets the attention and so even the enjoyment I would normally get nearing it’s completion is muddied up with guilt.

A normal Wednesday in November. I fill my life with worry fabricated neyong a reasonable need. Now , as I struggle to get some boost off the sides of some dirty pipes within my reach, I am reminded of a news story brought to my attention on Saturday. Reports of opioids in local meth. At the time I considered it propaganda and a foolish way to waste drugs by adding a downer to my uppers.

However  as I lay here in a blah mood I realized fentinal is addictive and I did just sleep through my morning doses. Hmmmm

Yay. More to worry about as I approach today as my last amount left for a while.

Well see how I crave yomorrowm