It has been so long since the last time I was not overwhelmed. This continuous state will end soon. And I must use the power of promises to keep my behaviour in line. When the time comes, until the departure, I will:

  • read like I discovered the beauty of books for the first time. I am ashamed to say this, but I can’t help but feel guilty when I touch a book, any book.
  • exercise well and seriously. I know the weather can always be an excuse. But it is not as strong as a promise.
  • sleep and get up at normal times. I do not know if it is exhaustion or something else but my circadian rhythm is pretty much non-existent now.
  • start animating, and hopefully finish. I have a project that I have been putting aside for a long long time. It must commence.
  • write like the good old days. Thoughts come to my mind, and they end their visit before I can take them hostage in my notebooks. Well, I do not open my notebooks often enough anyway.

I intended to write more but even I know that these things can get too intimidating too quickly. I must work on the basics first, don’t I?