No other word can describe how I've been the past few days (or is it weeks already?). I wake up, I go where I'm supposed to go and do what I'm supposed to do. I don't have the drive to do more than what is asked of me. And I hate it.
I detest feeling like I'm just going through the motions. That is so unlike me.
There'll be times when I'd tell myself, no, this day should be different. Today, I'll be more productive. And for a couple hours, I'll feel revved up. But after a while, the energy dies down. I'm listless again.
I need motivation. Better yet, I need a vacation.
*Image taken from www.ictlessons.wikispaces.com
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