The guilt comes from my mom always harking “go outside- enjoy the weather!” growing up.
Living in upstate NY, I really should enjoy and take advantage of every second of nice weather. We have such long winters, and all we want in the middle of the icy shit is the weather we’re having right now.
I should be sitting outside, in the very least, enjoying the sunset. Instead, I’m sitting inside, on this computer, with the shades drawn. Why? Because I’m tired after working a full day, ,and don’t want to be bothered. Also, I got some work done in my studio so I stay on my grind.
But the GUILT. My God, why won’t it leave me alone? Am I ever going to be able to shake it?