Drowning in the City

I‘m breathing everyday life again. It's a breath of fresh air, considering that I have only recently returned from a trip that lasted four and a half months. After weeks of travelling—of packing, of unpacking, of arriving in new places, of getting used to new environments—I was grateful to have some stability again. Routines made a comeback! There's exercise for instance. I've reached a point, where not doing exercise is seemingly tearing my body apart (yes, yes, the forties are approaching). The regular morning workout does help, a routine that was difficult to keep up during the trip. Then there's writing. Before returning home, I was looking forward to spending more time on it. In actuality, writing stopped working for me almost to the day that I came back. I've been at this point before, and I thought I can handle it. But when my mind is so clogged up, there's absolutely nothing I can do to get my thoughts back in motion. Then there's AI. Sigh. I'm currently on a job hunt and I…