1163 days ago
I became such a drag since I don't have to wake up early anymore. Staying up until awfully late at night and lingering in bed like a lizzard in sun. Every day I am telling myself NO MORE, and every day I end up delaying it until the next one. Hard to find motivation to do anything.
At least the last two weeks I kept being busy with the Climate Changes Conference. I'm afraid of the next ones to come, I'm afraid of my own lack of will and fatalism. I just hope change will come, something will happen before I get depressed. Right now I'm just kind of numb, like nothing really matters, just living one day at a time. And still hopeful.
Busy week-end coming anyway.