Waking Up

Most days it's hard to wake up.

For starts. I sleep on an air mattress, one that has finally popped and has given me the worst night sleep ever. I am in the transition between mattresses since the move out from my old place. My old Mattress was from ye old college days. But today I might be on a quest to fix this air mattress until I get the money saved up for a great mattress.

Sure, I could get a El Cheapo crap mattress, but I won't be able to do anything with the crap mattress once I finally get my GOOD mattress.

But besides the mattress situation. I admin a lot of different groups. So when I wake up, I check every chat and do my duty. After that, I go to my social medias, starting with Bluesky, but then I end up on the dreaded Facebook.

Facebook sucks. I hate Facebook. All it ever does is enrage me. All it ever does is feed me low quality content and advertisements. I am better than this.

Needless to say, my morning routine consumes an entire hour or two from my life every day. I don't like that. 30 mins should be enough for meaningless computer time. Rarely, I get something good out of it, like watching some of my other creative friends succeed at something. But most of the time, it is absolute trash politics with people who have the ethical intelligence of a 3rd grade school bully.

I see a lot of people who want to be creatives but don't have the time to be creatives. This is part of the reason why. We are too busy in the ethereal, our heads in the entire world that we fail to see the canvas in front of us. We cannot paint the internet, for the internet constantly paints itself, tears itself apart, and rebuilds itself. We can only control what is right in front of us.