The predicament I am in bites me harder than ever.
My sleep cycle has changed, which makes me wake up late in the morning and the whole day flies quickly. Even though I stick to my schedules and complete the daily task, I spend considerable time fiddling around my room.
One part of me aches for productiveness, whereas the other part of me wants to relax. Struck between the endless conflict, I end up procrastinating.
Although the random fiddling sometimes makes me think about my Ikigai (the reason for being), and the thought of not finding any bites me harder than ever.