I feel guilty for doing nothing.
On my weekends, I spend a lot of my time in books and television. I let it wash over me, but I feel like I should be doing something more constructive with the time.
I feel like I should be working on something, a new language, a new project, a new idea. Or being out with people, somewhere, anywhere.
I guess it’s a struggle between the introvert and extrovert.
On weekends, the introvert tends to win more often than not. I save the extrovert for Monday through Friday it seems, maybe because he is so damned useful at work?
So, this weekend, right now as a matter-of-fact, I am watching some Hannibal… because I can.
And I have a box-set of Pirates of the Caribbean waiting to be studied in detail… because I need to learn to be a better pirate for work-related reasons. Also D&D, but “for work” sounds more interesting and mysterious so that’s what I’m going to label it.
I haven’t quite worked out whether this means I need to let my hair grow or if I need to buy a bandanna and a hat.
Time will tell.