Every now and then I have a little bit of free time that is utterly wasted because I am unable to decide what to during it. Right now is one of those times. I had an emotional day at work (not a crying one, thankfully), and want to pour my heart out in singing, or writing, or in a walk, or vegging in front of a show, or knitting. But I can’t decide. Part of me wants tears to come so I can just get some of the restlessness out…but that’s not so easily done.
I think I know what I need to do, but being unspecific yet rambling on about it here will not help the situation.
What do you do when you can’t decide what to do with your time?
musings of a knitting-clarinetist 