This is where I try to map my feelings to words. You might find these relatable, crazy, and/or just plain cringe. Regardless, read at your own peril -- or your own schadenfreude.

Entry 68

Published on: by hyperreal

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I intend to go for a walk outside soon. I'm dreading it. Arguing with myself, rationalizing staying home. I know I'll feel better if I do it, but most of the time this is not enough motivation. In fact, writing this feelslog entry is a way of procrastinating. Despite all that, I feel 90% certain that I will go for a walk soon, because it was planned, anticipated, and I've committed myself to doing it, such that the personal cost to me of not doing it feels greater than the cost of doing it.