what am I doing

I climbed in bed at the fine hour of 2AM last night, set my alarm for something reasonably early (12PM-1PM), and let myself slowly drift off. After a relatively peaceful rest, with just a few readjustments and short periods of consciousness here and there, 12PM inevitably came, and obviously I hit snooze.

12:20–snooze.

12:40–snooze.

Annnnnd 1:00–er well that was the last alarm so I knew if I went back to sleep I’d be comatose until like 3:00PM.

Feeling well rested and ready for the day, I sat up, stretched, and grabbed my phone. I laid back down and browsed YouTube and Discord until I accidentally drifted off for another 30 minutes, but subconsciously remembered that I don’t wanna go comatose and snapped back to consciousness in a cold sweat.

Dedicated to make sure I make the most of the day, I sat up, stretched, and grabbed my phone. However; this time I didn’t lay back down. Wow! Would ya look at me go man. I slowly disassociated until I realized that an hour had passed of yet another productive day, felt icky, and decided right then and there that I’d be more productive for the day. I got up, and climbed into the bath to clean up.

Feeling cleaner, well rested, and now anxious about how little I was accomplishing, and the blog post I needed to make, I sunk down a little, bundled up with half of my body submerged in the water, and grabbed my phone. Baths are great, but lemme tell you, spending over an hour in the tub will dry your skin out a tad bit. But I digress. Noticing that even more time had passed than I felt comfortable with, I cleaned my hair, then drained the tub whilst drying off.

It’s like what, 3:20 now? My mom came in to tell me about my chore earlier, and since I was feeling a little hungry I figured I’d ask about what she had planned for my first meal of the day; dinner. After choosing Zupas to go for dinner, I took another 20 minutes in bed of browsing my phone, then finally took the effort to climb out of bed and clothe myself. Nice.

Clothed, clean, and at least ready to eat when it arrives, I was finally ready to get started on being productive. However…..my mind was feeling a tad bit sluggish at the time, so I figured a few matches in Elite Smash for Super Smash Brothers couldn’t hurt.

Cut to an hour of tryharding and tilt later, I finally make the effort to respond to at least half of the messages I had received on my phone, the others being too intimidating to respond to then, and sit down at my computer to start writing.

And now that I’ve spent 15 minutes reflecting on my day so far, honestly? I don’t have much to say. I’m certain that lazy days like this aren’t a bad thing necessarily, but it feels like when I don’t have school or work or a Smash tournament, everyday goes like this…

What am I doing?