Zero o’clock

Sundays are always lazy days for me. Actually, most days, I’m pretty lazy if I’m being honest, but Sundays, I openly declare my intention to do absolutely nothing except watch Selling Sunset and cooking shows. I often find the quiet and nothingness scary. I’m deep in my feelings because I don’t have anything distracting me, so I tend to think about EVERYTHING. The Brit suggested that perhaps I was having a mid-life crisis. I gave him “the look”, and it was never brought up again.

Last week I submitted my last assignment ever for my Master. This is the first time in 2.5 years I have not had a reading or an assignment to avoid. I don’t know what to do with myself. The quiet is more deafening these days. I’m looking for things to keep me busy. The Brit suggested organising my wardrobe (actual meaning = throwing out clothes), which I’m sure I’ll get to eventually (check back with me in 2025).

I bought this book at the airport last week and managed to read one page on the plane because the guy sitting next to me was a snorer and super annoying. I might try reading it today. It’s been so long since I spent a day reading. I’ll probably end up watching Bling Empire, though.

Anyway, on quiet, contemplative days, I think of this song. I first discovered it when I was feeling deeply sad and alone just after the lockdowns lifted. It made me feel less alone. The official MV doesn’t have English captions so another lyric video.