What I was doing was…

Ejecting on any expectations of the day. Ended up walking then doodling story circles (see: Dan Harmon) for that screenplay project I pick up and put down every now and again. Lockdown blah blah is getting to me this week, feeling constricted by it all and have the urge to escape somehow. Feeling marginally better and hopeful that making space for the experience will mean it moves on sooner, ideally by the time I wake up in the morning. Will see what feels good to do tomorrow.