This is one of my least favourite things. Its 11pm, and I am feeling so productive, that tomorrow I will get loads done, start of those chores that need doing, this to do lists that I have had for just forever.
Yet I know all to well how that productivity fades once I fall to sleep. Its like that as the hours pass, it seeps away like a slow puncture in a tire.
I want so badly to do these things that I have put off, to be that functioning adult that I know I can be.
I probably partly do it to myself, by saying “oh this will be gone by tomorrow” setting my self up to fail. I cannot help it, past experience makes me sceptical.
I will always try to be this productive adult that can do chores and other adult things, but it feels like it is always just out of reach, as if I am reaching out and brushing it with my finger tips, grazing it. It is so close, yet so far as they say.
I give myself goals, realistic goals, yet even those seem impossible.
PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME ADULT