are the most difficult.
It’s not the work that doesn’t get done
It’s the inability to work that does you in.
as you sink
heavily into the couch
that you are worthless,
You think about your usual
activities and projects.
They are carrots dangling out of reach.
They are torturing you.
When will a weak day
just be a peaceful chance to nestle into soft things?
When will you accept your body?
I am worried about your old age.
for GDC with love