Some days, you’re a noodle doodle.
You can’t work or function like regular days, and you can – but would much rather not write. These days follow a similar pattern, they start with you delaying a simple task, like making breakfast (or brushing your teeth), followed by an unscheduled shift of a few other tasks and before you know it, it’s midnight and you haven’t finished the project you were hoping to have done by the afternoon. So you try to think about what you have achieved on that day, and it comes down to absolutely nothing. Zilch. (except over snacking).
You have little left to do at this point of the day than to pull over the (probably unmade bed) covers and sleep feeling as unproductive as a wet park bench.
| But there’s nothing wrong with being a noodle doodle, as long as you’re as back to routine as a perfectly layered lasagne the next day.|
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