Today it’s Sunday night, again. I don’t have the usual “Sunday night” syndrome though (or maybe I do). It just feels like everything was still, like someone had pressed “pause” on the world. I have a bunch of things left to do but I’m out of gas.
I always look forward to weekends, but the truth it’s that on weekends it’s when I feel the worst. It’s when I don’t have my mind on something to stop me from thinking, and when I can actually look back and see nothing there, and then look forward and see nothing there. And worst, look to this right moment, and see nothing there. This “nothing” person is all around the place.
Don’t you ever find yourself after you’ve done a hard job, not feeling satisfied, but instead wondering if all that was really worth it? And not only that, but also finding out you’re not even halfway though that thing that is not really worth it? How are you ever going to feel motivated enough to finish it?