I appreciate Jane Austen for capturing so well the dreaded feeling of having to be polite to someone that you REALLY don’t want to be talking to but they won’t shut up and you can’t tell them to stop without being rude so you just nod your head awkwardly and say “hmm” every now and then to appease them but in your mind you’re like when will this stupid conversation end please just stop talking to me I don’t want to talk to you and anyway Jane Austen is cool.
if completing tasks feels so good and reminds me completing tasks is easy then why is starting them the emotional equivalent of sending my first born to war
*through gritted teeth* it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be-