I used to be a crazy productive person, I didn’t give a single moment left wasted. Hopping from one place to another in just a week, I noticed that this was a part of the influence of my environment.
These past three years, I spent less time being productive compared to how I was in 2018. Funnily, I don’t bother. I’m in a state where I put myself in the highest, most comfortable position. I think I’m investing myself in family, friendship, and love. Love for myself, if I can say.
However, the phase seems pretty stagnant. I know I must do something, not letting myself chillin’ in sinking sand forever. I’ve spent times getting acted upon as if the opportunities that came along the way were prescribed.