Today I woke up late and from the start I felt like I lost a couple of hours of the day. Normally I would try to shake of this feeling by telling myself that I still had enough hours to do everything that I needed to do and just get on with it, without thinking too much about what had to be done and if I really feel like doing it. But today it just didn’t work, because it turned out that it is a no-day.
A no-day is when I don’t want to do anything, I don’t feel like it, I don’t want to, everything is a big fat no. I need to clean the bathroom, but I don’t want to. I should have some lunch, but I don’t know what to make. I want coffee, but I don’t feel like making it. And I certainly don’t feel like exercising. You know the drill.
As I had some things that had to be done today I’ve decided to them quickly and then I’ll see what I’ll do more. Well, turns out, not much. I just really can’t make myself doing anything more. So I decided that I’ll go for a small walk to bring the glass away, and then I’ll just sit on the sofa and read. After writing this post, of course.
Sometimes I just know that I have to let go. I have to let it be a day when not much will happen, when I just sit and read and not force myself to do all the things I think I should. Most of them can wait a day, or two.