As I procrastinate my time away in front of a work task that I loathe (as pretty much the entirety of this job at this point), I keep repeating in my head that I could be doing much better things with my time, if I could afford it.

I recently started writing a story. But I've proven to be much better at abandoning stories than finishing them. And nowadays every other person seems to be an author, so it feels like stories are kind of worthless.

I've got a video game in initial stages. Pretty much the same points apply. Everybody makes them, and I'm bad at finishing things.

I could be writing music. I have at least some history of finishing things in this area, but financially music is pretty much worthless nowadays (unless you're with a big label or insanely successful - which I can't imagine myself being). And if it's possible, music is in even greater surplus than books or videogames.

I also expect that I would be studying things, mostly foreign languages, anyway. Which is, I guess, just another drain on resources that could be used elsewhere.

I think that's about all the things that I care about. Which really kind of makes me look like a waste of space.

I mean, don't misunderstand me, I'm going to continue doing these things in my free time, but at the rate this is going, even if I miraculously keep up my motivation, nothing is going to get finished earlier than in about 5 years... Which is a time that I don't think this job is even going to exist.

Well, there's nothing else to do - things that I care about are worthless to other people, but at least they amuse me sometimes.