Why did I trap myself here in this room and why do I have the audacity to ask myself questions I already know the answers to? I tire of the tasks I force myself to do, yet I could not live without this stressful hum of the day's routine. Please relieve me, please force me to do something different-- or don't, because maybe this unhappiness is how I find joy.
I hope you enjoyed this short piece! It’s kind of based on the idea that I (and many other people) tend to make things harder for myself. I’m extremely busy at the moment and have put a lot of pressure on myself to be doing so many things at once, yet I still never feel like I’m doing enough and attempt to add new things to my plate. So it goes! Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.