So you are all going to laugh: I find myself with nothing to write about.
It is odd to me. The change in jobs has not a little to do with it. It has been so long since I have had a major irritant removed from my life that I scarcely know what to do with myself.
My commute, at least for the last two days running, was 35 minutes. That is total, there and back again - a huge change from a minimum of 1.5 hours to 2.5 hours. Hardly enough time to even really listen to anything on the radio. Certainly not enough time to get aggravated about things.
I walk in the door and I am almost numb - not from work but from a lack of anything that has caused me distress at work.
I have almost 2 to 3 hours a day now that I did not have before. Time to do things - things like read, think, undertake an activity that I have not done in a while.
To be honest, this whole thing is very confusing to me.
What do you do when the emotional energy that you have been expending into trying to survive from day to day suddenly is dissipated at the things that were causing it to exist in the first place? What do you do when you suddenly find silence in your soul?
This is not a result that I had anticipated.