The winter chill has essentially frozen my prospects of getting a steady job in my career of choice. So getting this job was a brilliant idea. Also, what was I thinking when I almost took a dog walking job that would last through the dead of winter? In retrospect, that was a good save.
Also, you know that awkward feeling when all of your friends are going out and carrying on without you? I do. When I tell people about what I've been doing with myself, even I get bored. I probably have bedsores from sitting on my ass and watching movies and shows all day. Then I think about my wasted youth. What was all that time spent studying and living at home for when I could have been out making friends? Friends that I could lean on in the future? Or at least tell stories about...
That's been my problem in life. I am too sensible. I follow the rules. I daydream and fantasize instead of doing. In the process I have stayed relatively safe and unhurt. But in the back of my mind, I wonder if I missed something.