Malaise.
That’s what my dad says I’ve got.
I’m finding it difficult to focus on the hours of prepping and planning I have ahead of me to get ready for the school year.
Spent the morning avoiding work by doing more unpacking/cleaning. Turned on the stove to cook my first meal in the house, but put the pot back in the cupboard and jumped in my car to eat comfort food in Long Beach instead.
[today is my third time visiting my parents since moving away 5 days ago]
