Oh my, oh my, I feel so restless. On my drive home today I was thinking about Fridays. These Fridays and old Fridays. I was thinking about heating bills in large houses in cold climates. I was thinking about how we tend to move toward slowing and acquiring yet I feel like speeding, fleeing, dispersing. So restless. By the time I got home I
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I think that's one of the more frustrating parts of adulthood. Like you still have the same desires (e.g. to be successful, to have friends/family, etc.), but there aren't clear roads to those goals. Everything is just a big fog all the time, or that's how it feels to me. And your thoughts are racing all over the place all the time, but you're not moving.
I guess you kind of just sift through the daydreams and try to figure out what you'd want if there were no limitations, and figure out how to get there or somewhere adjacent.
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