27.06.2023
I am feeling rather depressed today, yesterday and the day before. Perhaps I was happy before that. I just had my notes printed. But it is laying on the table. The boat is sinking and I do not know where it is going. My friends are leaving for the better yet I am left here, alone, sitting in the same cubicle. Right now while I am typing, the time on my phone shows 11.45am. What am I even doing in my cubicle at this hour? I am wasting time. I am trying but probably not hard enough to fill up the multiple time gaps in my life. Other people are looking at their phone, having their breakfast or taking a nap. I shouldn't care because I am not the same. But why do I feel that I am mirroring? I enjoy being busy because it could mean I am doing something productive. I am not used to being idle and I will never feel comfortable being vacant. Driving home from work yesterday was the time I spent to think about my boat. There is no bad current yet the boat is not goin...