I used to feel bad about "wasting a day" I remember I used to feel guilty about not doing anything all day. I would wake up at 2 pm and play video games until 10 and then go to sleep. I felt like a PoS for accomplishing nothing.

Now it seems like I never accomplish anything anyway. A "wasted" day has become the norm. If I don't spend the day at my dead end job, then I'll spend it in bed. There's nothing *too* accomplish. What's even the point of getting out of bed just to dick around and go back to bed. 

The world is going to be the same regardless of what I do. It's a waste of effort to do anything. Ultimately I just want to sleep so that time passes quicker.

Obligatory "I don't know why I wrote this but yeah."