Malaise

Today I am doing nothing. Literally. It's 1:30pm, and all I've done is tootle around the internet, read some new blogs, and go daydream-websurfing looking at rental villas in Europe. I'm running out of steam, people. I can't be arsed to be motivated, can't be bothered to even think of something to achieve, let alone to then set out and achieve it. 

I really don't know what to do. I'm kind of scared that, once my papers do arrive, I'll not only have forgotten how to be active and productive, but I'll be furious with myself for wasting my time like this.

If only all of the energy I expend mentally berating myself could be put to positive use.