My brain is lagging.

Like actually lagging.

It's not only today, it's basically everyday, and makes productivity so freaking difficult to achieve. Why? Because I will be rereading the sentence I wrote five fucking minutes ago, for the nth time in that same amount of minutes, while my train of thoughts drifts somewhere even I have no clue.

It feels like sleep trying to drag you under, a haze that won't go away. It makes you stare at the screen, while your fingers absently click the keys for poki, and then whatever game comes up that doesn't need mental acrobatics. Not even acrobatics, basic stretching and - or - walking.

Stuck, caught in the middle, no way to continue.

In order to kill this fog, I've decided to just write.

Maybe it's because it's winter. Dark, gloom, especially since it looks to be a black Christmas. Like come on, not even a dash of white anywhere.

I haven't had a movie night in two weeks. The last one I had, we watched a single film, a horror. It's actually pretty good. The jumpscares are insane. It's called Kuman Thong in case anyone's interested.

I'm scrambling for anything at this point.

Logging off.