If yesterday was “something of a downer day”, today is just a downer day. Felt super tired, but also just generally like the wind had gone out of my sails.
Physically, my activity’s way down. These are pretty much half of the words I’ve put on page all day; I had a very brief burst of inspiration this morning but it passed before I made use of it. Pretty much all my physical activity came from that and a little time I spent reading on my tablet, plus runs out to the library to return books and to the local convenience store to get some tea (tea!). I let myself have a pretzel this morning, because I just needed something to give my day a spark. I don’t think it wound up being that evil, though, because I’ve eaten pretty moderately for the rest of the day.
Although I didn’t get much writing done, I was able to listen to a good chunk of Norman Mailer’s The Spooky Art, so at least there is some measurable output for today, even if it’s not all that much. It was actually more or less what I needed for today; I just spent most of the day playing Slay the Spire (which I only finally played for the first time today; I like it, but it’s one of those “and now time will disappear” games) and listening to the book.
There’s a lot of good stuff there for someone who’s currently going through the doldrums like I am. It’s weird because you’d think if you were conscious of an episode like this that you could just power through it, but it doesn’t work that way. Fortunately, I don’t get these like I used to years ago. I kind of think there might be a seasonal element to it as well: I’ve been spending less time outside because it’s so hot.
Didn’t get a whole lot more Stranger Things watched, but I’m enjoying it too. They keep taking it in interesting directions, which is nice because I can predict what a show is going to do before it does it most of the time.
