My life is boring…

… and I love it.

Yes, I know, I know, there’s all the sadness about what’s going on out there. I’m with you on that.

But on a personal level, focusing on my personal life right now, things are… well… awesome.

I get a lot of joy from my work.
I live in a large house with a person that I actually like.
There’s plenty of nature around me.
I don’t feel the need to occupy every second of my day.
I read a lot.
The weather is getting nicer.
I’m not really interested in watching TV.
I’m not really interested in social media.
I listen to loads of podcasts on my walks.
I take daily walks.
I have plenty of time to study, which I do.
I have a nice home office.
I have no obligation to attend social events.
I eat mostly healthy (well, one gets bored sometimes) and that makes me feel good.
I love my simple routine.

Yes, I’ve been feeling a lot of joy. I’m able to make the most of this shitty situation, and I won’t feel guilty about that.

I do hope that things get better. I hope that soon I’ll be able to go to places and see friends and do things. But just because I can, it doesn’t mean I will. I might choose to stay home just because I enjoy it. This quarantine has reminded me that I thrive in a slower pace. I’m happy. I don’t need to be productive all the time. It’s ok to be bored.

My life is for me, and if I’m content, that’s all that matters.