I’ve been in kind of a funk lately. Not quite emo-y depression, but not necessarily cheerful and content with everything. I’m not excited about anything at all, and I’m finding it difficult to get motivated to do anything outside of my core daily activities. This does not bode well, considering the numerous things that I wish to accomplish before the end of August, for when Dragon*Con rolls around again.
Lately, I’ve been feeling like my summers have become somewhat formulaic, which might be a logical root of some of this discontent. Over the last few years, my summers have been dictated by baseball trips and Dragon*Con. Now I’m not saying I don’t dislike either of those things any less this year, but I think there’s a part of me that thinks that perhaps I should seek out a break from the ordinary soon.