Have you ever felt as though you're in a rut? With your work? Self? Routine?
Being snowed in has wedged me into a rut. Three days of not leaving my apartment and studying non stop for a final on Friday have made me feel...claustrophobic.
Rut warning signs:
-Sleeping in (and sporadically...hello, inefficient naps)
-Refreshing those same pages on the Internet
-Staring at pages of text and brain scans without absorbing anything
-Scanning through my novel from beginning to end, beginning to end, beginning to end...
These sentiments are eerily parallel to when I hid from society to study for the MCAT. To prevent my spirit, thoughts, and attitude from becoming stale, I unveiled a few things that have helped me:
-Going outside and walking to the grocery store (we Southerners aren't prepared for the snow so most people aren't driving yet). The cold air rattled me back to life and it was oddly cathartic to stomp through the snow.
-Cleaning up my own work space. The more cluttered my room is, the more cluttered my mind feels.
-Looking at pretty things....sometimes, the more I study things like blood vessels and medications, the more I crave aesthetically pleasing pictures:
Feminine, whimsical desk
-Getting a little dressed up. This is yet another reason why I admire people who work from home. All I would do is wear sweat pants and a sweat shirt and stay in bed. (I would not accomplish anything besides marathons of Food Network shows.)
-To get out of my writing rut: I expand my reading: different news sources, books in unexplored genres, song lyrics, poetry, etc.