I feel like the only thing that actually gets me productive anymore is if I start planning things.

like I’m planning another trip to sweden over the summer despite the fact that I won’t be going there at all. I’m just doing it for the sake of doing it.

I’m planning other trips, too. I’m planning classes for the summer and next semester.

I like planning. I didn’t think I would, but I do. it makes things seem simple and easier to deal with.

I hope it doesn’t end up being obsessive or something.