mental purgatory

You ever get caught up in a day, week, or month where it just feels like you're in mental purgatory? Like the days go by and every day feels like you ended it exactly the same as you were when it began, like a sitcom. That's been me lately.

I have a handful of things I want to do and learn, but it always feels like I'm not in the right space to do them. Or not around the right people and don't want to bother those I am around. Likely the problem is just me. I've been pushing myself outside my comfort zone, telling myself that if I force it, I'll start enjoying it, but that just feels worse.

This rant has gone a bit in two directions. I just want to feel like I have a reason to leave my bed in the morning other than work. I want to feel the passion of working on something, but it seems to elude me lately. Maybe it's just part of the roller coaster and I just need to wait for the next wave, but it's hard not to feel like I SHOULD be doing more, be "getting more done".

If anyone else is feeling this lately, just know that you're not alone.