When people change things in their lives they develop stress. This is from all forms of changes, a new car, a new device, a new address, or worst a new girlfriend - you will eventually feel some knot in your back. Most of the stress we encounter allows us to challenge ourselves but the ones we let get under our skin ruins our day. I am infected with the latter type of stress and it has hindered me from writing more.
I like my new address, I like the routine (eat-sleep-eat), but for some reason I’m not writing as much as I thought I hoped. And this is what I hoped to earn a living from. I guess hypochondria strikes again. Thus the next lines come from a mind deprived of inspiration.
I believe that right now I am performing less because my basic needs are met. I am fed on time, anytime, I don’t do dishes, I don’t do laundry, I don’t even cook my food. Everything comes so easy my complaints come from not being with my buddy (laptop) 8 hours a day which I used to.
I don’t have stress from not having, but from knowing I could have more. I have spent the last few days filling my day with movies I have failed to watch before. It’s great but it feels so pointless. I realized that what made watching movies was getting so stressed from my previous job, similar to finding a well in a desert.
When I went away from home, I swore that I would change my habits to be the better me. That is not happening. This has been the cause of my stress. So what I did was read my previous blog about how much money I would need before I retire.
Maybe when I get my key for success I would post it here. But right now, you (meaning nobody) will be reading about my failures.
And tomorrow I might go out in the real world and try to get me a job.
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