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This entire thing perplexes me. I'm still getting used to it, but I'm getting better. Today is the first day I've dived straight into writing something, rather than agonising for a good twenty seconds. But sometimes it's okay to be perplexed, yknow? That's what I'm starting to realise. That it's okay not to know what you're doing sometimes, because you will other times. That things will be fine anyway. And that's a healthy place to start.
He gazes idly at the screen. Loading. 23%. There are so many things he could be doing right now, but he doesn't, he just stares. 46%. He thinks about the things he could be doing, sure. 78%. But he doesn't do them. He just stares, and waits, waits for it. 99%.
Self-care would be good today, you think, as you run your hands through your hair with a smile on your face that you haven't seen around in a while. Maybe one day self-care will be good every day.