I am coming up...empty.
Something about work versus home, different head spaces. When I'm home, I just have this insatiable urge to do a combination of read, play games, and watch videos. And even though I know the moment it ends I'll be kicking myself at the time wasted. "Why the heck didn't I do that while I had the chance?!?" I do want it to end, so that I'll at least be able to have the realization of what I was wasting. A break from the bored monotony.
Sure, yeah, days were beginning to blend together from the monotony of work before.
But then I got my break.
And now things are beginning to blend together from the monotony of not working. It's a balance between being able to shut my brain down and being able to keep it working. Too much work, can't keep it working; too little work, can't shut it down. Or something to that effect anyway.
Point being, I need to keep working in order to stay sane, because I really don't have anything right now otherwise.
Kinda pathetic, innit?