Feyn, you mean the days when the last thing you want to do is get cleaned up in order to leave the house in the first place?

I just force myself to do it, knowing that getting outside will do me a world of good. Some days I managed to get sidetracked, though, with the books and the internet and all those other things you mentioned, even though my intentions were to get out. Some days, even though it might be 5:00 on a Saturday afternoon and I've wasted most of the day, I'll still make myself go do what I originally intended, considering most places are open till 10:00 or 11:00 now anyway.

I don't have a 3D support system to drag me away from here, so I just have to do it myself. I keep hearing my dad's voice in my head telling me I'm too young to end up like him, sitting home alone all day long with the cat(s).