Boredom
I have never been this bored. Not in my entire 30+ years. This is not an exaggeration.
Everything I do, I'm doing too quickly. I learned cooking; now I can cook. I learned coding; now my blog site looks good. I cleaned up my room; it's all decorated now. I don't feel like going out because it's been humid and hot outside. I don't feel like drawing for some reason, unless it's for commissions. I don't feel like writing, unless it's for essays. Not enjoying too much socializing either lately; my workplace basically requires me to be chatty and extroverted so when I get home I don't feel like talking anymore. I haven't read properly (as in finishing what I'm reading) in months, because even that I have gotten bored of. After like...seven or eight years of constantly reading at least 80-90 books per year.
I know I need to slow down and this is just, the freaking universe telling me goddamnit get some rest for the first time in your entire life just let yourself be suspended. But while my body agrees, my mind doesn't. I find myself trying to find something stimulating for my mind. It's usually short-lived. My growing concern, if I can say it, that if this continues I might start causing problems for myself just for the sake of it. Not that it would happen, but the worry keeps brewing at the back of my mind.
Anyway. Boredom. Should I make a new save of Stardew Valley?