productivity isn't an aspiration of mine, but i've spent the last few weeks jobless and lingering, sort of doing nothing and feeling directionless. messy room, days woken up well beyond when my body wants to, disturbed nights. it hasn't felt great.
today, and yesterday a little bit too, i've felt a bit refreshed. i've showered, cleaned my room, cleaned my sheets. a friend offered me a freelance editing job, and (besides editing a friend's fanfic last year), it's my first real editing position. i was so nervous, but my friend said i did fantastically, which... means a lot, because my friend works in publishing. and i had a lovely night celebrating my friend's birthday today, and celebrating an early valentine's day with a (different) friend, things which felt nice after having done everything i wanted to do today.
it feels good. i'll say that.