i have no time and energy to do what i want to do.

I write to discover what I already know. 
I write because it allows for me to constructively verbalize the things I am feeling
I have been feeling all sorts of things lately, and I’d like this to be a wake up call for myself.

I make myself too busy to do the things I really want to do.

Does this even make any sense? I am too busy doing [mindless] things, that I don’t have time to do the things I really want to do.The things I enjoy most, I leave the least time for.

I spend my day doing things I have to do. Like going to work. I spend the biggest chunk of my day doing meaningless, tedious tasks that only deliver one constant variable: money.

Money to do the things I want to do? Or so I thought.

I get home and I’m too tired to read my book, though I want so badly to read it. I get into my bed and turn my laptop on to write, yet waste time on tumblr, and facebook and twitter. I make ME days for yoga and wandering and books, to be side tracked by an invite. I have weekly goals that go unaccomplished for weeks on end.

I’m too busy. I’m too distracted. I’m too tired.

To do the things I desire the most.

I seriously am battling with this.