I do NOT want to write this blog.
- sputnik sweetheart

- Feb 24
- 2 min read
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I don't know if it's a lack in motivation or discipline, but I do not want to do anything right now. This happens every year between late February to early May. Every task, no matter how small, feels completely insurmountable. Even the things I usually enjoy, like reading or writing, sound like pure torture. So, you might be wondering, what are you doing? How are you spending your limited time on this Earth? So glad you asked! I have four different free-to-play puzzle games in rotation while I watch The Pitt. My screen-time has doubled and my eyes always kind of hurt.
I'm trying not to fight the rut this year, and instead, just totally lean into it. Historically, when I try to force myself out of a rut, it lodges me deeper into it. Therefore, if I allow myself two or three weeks of self-indulgence, then I should have this virus out of my system in due time This is a risky strategy, there is a good chance that I am enabling my own bad habits.
This blog may sound repetitive. I've already tackled writer's block and procrastination, but my spring ruts feel different. It's hard to explain. If writer's block looks like a brick wall, the rut looks like TV static. If procrastination feels like quicksand, the rut feels like going missing in the Bermuda triangle. Of course, they're probably all related, but still.
And so, I start small. It is 9 AM on a Sunday. My goal is to finish this blog. 250 words at least. Hopefully this snowballs into more productivity, but we will have to see.
Till next time,
Sputnik Sweetheart ♡





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