My last trip was lovely, but it’s over. I love reading One Piece, but I can’t read that all day long. My laundry is piling, I should fix that. I’m spending my mornings in my pyjamas, and when I’m not, I’m always wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of black pants. I’m rarely seeing people outside the small circle that is my roommates and I. Sports? Haven’t used my rowing machine for a long while. The moving boxes in my room and the bathroom? Waiting for my desk and shelves to arrive to empty them.
Enough is enough. I moved in my new home for nearly two months now, I can’t continue to be routine-less. Time to get back on track!
On Monday, I started to use my rowing machine again, and I’m planning to use it five times a week. I’m trying to wear more diverse outfits again. I’m back on IRC and other chat solutions, and I get to chat every day. I’m planning more outings with friends. Waiting for the desk and shelves was an excuse, I have boxes that I can take care of, and I just did today for the most part.
I can do it! It’s amazing how deciding to get back to sport at the start of this very week helped me to change things for the best. Although it did not help with the depressive mood and anxiety I had lately, yet.
