Days of vegging out Every time when I come back home to my parents from university I don't do anything except veg out on the sofa. Besides breakfast, lunch and dinner which I never miss, I'm laying down whole day. I barely move around. I get up... have breakfast and surf the net till the dead of the night. I always promise myself that I will get out of this, and then it always turns out that my energy and motivation are completely drained and I'm not able to stick my promise. I become d*ll, my brain feels so slow or foggy for these days and it's not a joke. My home is my trap, my trap is my comfort zone for this time. I've been trying analyze that, and I came to the conclusion that there is nothing wrong with that. I just give myself restart when I'm fed up with my job and stupid lessons. When I'm not in my home, I'm not like this. Fortunately. So, next time I will not give any promises. I will enjoy it like I do now.