I think I know what to do.
I think I want to be an entertainer. I think I want to stand in front of crowds. I think I want to perform. I want to create music that is listened to by millions.
I want to create stories that bring people to places. Make people feel emotions. Make people reminisce.
I want to have my works of art enjoyed by people.
I think I want to create.
I think I found my hobby.
I want to start off by doing a hundred days of writing.
I think I might be able to replace a therapist with writing and I want to see if writing consistently will help with my mental health and maybe provide me with a creative outlet so that my life doesn't seem so depressing and sad.
I've slowly come to the conclusion that my life is just... mundane. I wake up and I walk the dog, I go to work, I struggle at work, I talk to my coworkers, I get off work and rinse and repeat. And hey here's the weekend, I'll do my laundry, meal prep, clean the house, and oops it's Monday again.
And here's the thing. There's always chores to do, to make me feel inadequate all the fucking time.
Maybe I grew up in a generation whereby we expect instant gratification, and hence I just get bored easily with everything and anything.
Some ideas on what to do with my spare time:
Reviewing TV shows
Barry reviews toys
Reviewing Books
Reaction Videos to things