20102025
Truth is, I’ve been slacking off. I don’t know what it is but I’ve just gotten so lazy again. Listless and complacent. I know my life isn’t a mess right now, but it feels like it is. No, maybe “a mess” isn’t the right phrase, just… half-hearted. I’m living in a very half-hearted way, just drifting day to day, week to week, buoyed by a steady stream of dopamine surges. I always find myself back here: maybe this is just how everyone lives? Carried along by a current of cheap, undemanding entertainment and mild but pleasant surprises, the gentle swell of anxiety humming freely, soundlessly just beneath. It doesn’t sound too bad at all. But man, I just want to make progress on my game again. I want to finish this thing before I let myself go.