It’s been a minute

I don’t know what I want to write but decided that I’ll put something down anyway. I’ve been pretty sick since Friday and it’s quite the bummer. There’s a lot of reasons right now to be with people and do things, yet it’s realistically not all that feasible. It stinks. If I’m struggling in life I tend to self-isolate, and it makes me feel worse. Fancy that. So now this sickness is preventing me from a few things and yeah, it’s draining. Why is it that being sick makes it harder to sleep, yet it’s the time you need it most? In my experience that’s how it goes, anyway.

I have a lot of books to read though! I went to a bookstore for the first time in years and it just felt so cozy. It’s been hard to sit down and read for any extended period of time the last few months. Reading is one of the core parts of my being, frankly. I love books, always have, always will. The older I get, the more I appreciate non-fiction, which is kinda crazy to me. But it’s fun, having more interesting things to choose from.

Another thing happening is that I’m coming around to being a dog person in addition to always being a cat person. I would think I’m still picky about the kind of dog I would welcome into my life, but yeah. Doesn’t sound awful, aside from the picking up poop nonsense. Blehhhh.

I’ve been playing a lot of video games lately. Slightly to the detriment of other things in my life. Oops. The enjoyment is outweighing the guilt, which is also not ideal, in a sense. But I can walk away from them if I need to. It does a good job distracting me from my sickness, which is very appreciated.

Nothing else is coming out of my brain, so I’ll leave it here. This was really just to write, not about the substance whatsoever. Yay me.