Happy Sunday, my good friend, reader of this post! I wish you also a good morning! How are you, and how have you been? Well, as for me, I am okay, and hopefully my day will go alright. Better than Saturday, a day that went not ideal... I was sad, and melancholic, for reasons that haunt me still. I don't want to have it in my head anymore, so I prefer to avoid the topic altogether... Today, I am okay, just not exactly sure what to do next, when I am done writing this post. What game to play? I started with Victoria 3 and it was a mistake. What a huge bother this is, not being entirely sure what game to play, specially when your free time is composed basically of that. When it comes to drawings, what to draw? Another drawing rework? And will I be able to read anything, or will this be torture? Some days, indeed, it is like reading is such unpleasant business. It relies on my mood heavily...
My City in Anno 1404 is amazing, is it not? Very happy with it.
I also have the subject to study for college. It is a chore that must be done, but that being said, should it be like torture? I always associate this sort of studying time with that. I personally blame school and the upbringing... and when it comes to writing, why do I always feel guilty about just journaling? The blog is a hobby, and you are my friend, that is interested in what I have to say. You are not a numerous kind, and this should not be too different. And yet, I wish I could offer something more. When I write, I want it to be the next magnum opus, and to write one after the other, surpassing even Beethoven and Mozart when it comes to music, and Cicero and Aristotle when it comes to writing... it is absurd, and yet the brain is not possible to regulate. It goes from one extreme to the other very fast. I try to keep the pacing, but I only get exhausted in the process... and also, to organize ones thoughts into a cohesive text is an impossible task specially to the tired, such as me. As most humans, I can only respond to incentives rather than fabricating the mood out of nowhere. This is a problem with psychology today, I suppose, they tell you to rely on you. But you alone can't get much further than a single step. I need friends, to be surrounded by loved folk... what else more can I say? I miss dear Charlies, I love my friend Evan and my friend Tibor and my friend dear Johannes. Hope I can chat with rhem some more someday... hopefully tomorrow I will hear from one of them... could as well be today, but I won't bring my hopes up.
So, as I hinted, I am a bit exhausted from trying to keep pace with my brain. I trust this is a good moment to wrap up today's post, the journal for Sunday. When should I be back, with more thoughts, ideas, fears, and hopes? I can only speculate, around next week, by Wednesday, more or less. Here I finish today's post! Do not worry, as I shall return soon. And I wish you the best, as I do, and I see you again real soon, real soon.
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