I’m really bad at the game today. I guess I have been for a while. Correlation isn’t causation but I have been drowning myself in addictive but terrible (and highly AI assisted I think) fiction. I’m obsessing over this series and to an equal extent the furthering of my Minecraft Dark Tower. It’s become quite the passion project. However, I think I would’ve been better suited using obsidian.
Games and bad fiction; this is what my break became. It is destructive to the point of blogging now in bed at the end of a long and at times lovely Xmas day. I forgot to do it earlier. I also poorly managed my ‘me’ time during the day. This too is a recurring theme. Time to get back to work. Time to lock in and try to find a way to get back on track in my professional and writing life. I haven’t done too well with that or with the fitness side of things but I am trying to move forward with all of it. Problem is, I don’t have a legitimate plan. Sweating, I suppose, is the first step.