Confused energy

Should i redesign my blog?1 Should i switch back to pocket notebooks from A5 notebooks?2 Should i buy and restore a thirteenth typewriter?1 Should i repaint our bedroom?2 Should i sell my Apple Watch Ultra?1 Should i reinstall my balcony’s irrigation system?1 In isolation, these are all good questions. Trouble is, they all came in the span of a week. It’s been years since i had so much energy, but this is a confused and confusing sort of energy. I want to do a million things at once, knowing full well that i’ll end up regretting some — if not most — of them. But if i try not to do them, i feel a deep sense of malaise and ennui3. This flurry of activity might be tiring, but it’s never tiresome — and i’d rather be tired than bored. I need to rest, but i can’t bear being idle. I guess being productively unproductive is my way of relaxing. I just wish i knew how to pace myself, how to do one thing after the other, how to enjoy it all. At least you get a redesign out of this. Something…