This past few days a realization hit me so hard that my life become monotonous.
I spent days in thinking in what my life would be after this Pandemic, I became overthinker and miserable knowing normal days had changed to new normal days.
Then I don't have the urge to write anymore nor make a move to do my routine I felt hopeless and procastination was my companion for the past few weeks.
All my planned was set aside and my ability to dream is shattered by me who constantly think it will never work out the same as yesterday.

My attention span is getting weaker and weaker by the time I spent my days in Television and cellphone.

I had tried to break all the bad habbits developed during this pandemic but the lack of discipline has something to do with it.


I have wasted my time to procastination although I tried to learn and develop my skills but I have come back to the same person "the overthinker woman"



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