I’ve fallen into a lazy routine and I suspect that it will be hard to break free. The pathetic truth is that I haven’t been able to summon the will power for a serious attempt.
Everyday, I get up throw some leftovers or a sandwhich in a grocery bag, toss in a piece of fruit or maybe a baggie of mini-pretzels and hitch a ride in to work with Dad. I spend all day at the print shop, listening to books on tape and assembling endless boxes of little pads and cutting big sheets of paper into smaller sheets. Sometime in the evening, Dad picks me up and I go home to eat dinner and goof around until I pass out around midnight, to catch a few hours of sleep before repeating.
It’s an empty and unsatisfying existence. At night, in the few minutes I lay awake before drifting in to sleep I berate myself for another day of passivity. While in Japan, I swore to myself that I would take charge of my life, to intentionally move into adulthood instead of wallowing in continued adolescence.
A new resolve is unlikely to break me through but maybe it will get me closer and a little progress is better than what I’ve doing now.
speaking of Japan are you comeing back or what?!?