i think i maybe kinda get why people work a lot.
it doesn’t give you time to think. to really chew on anything. it keeps you busy and productive in a way, which our culture honors, but there is no space. or very little space to properly think and direct and evaluate.
i feel myself being swept into that corner. instead of solitude, i crave noise. clashing, clamouring noise to remind me that i don’t exist alone.