Turns out I’m terrible at this whole “taking a day off” thing. I fully intended to use Monday to recharge my batteries after five days spent watching and writing about movies; I’ve got another huge round of festival-going starting Wednesday, and I figured I needed some down-time away from my craft. I’m an idiot. How did I expect to “relax” after five straight days immersed in film? Try as I might, I just felt restless. Classes distracted me for a little while, but only until 11:00 AM, as my Mondays are very light. I then caught up on some TV shows I had missed last week, which amused me for a little while, but ultimately failed to hold my interest. I moved to my laptop, intending to work on an upcoming project, but to no avail. Words just wouldn’t come out. I thought about doing some reading for class. That didn’t sound good at all, and I couldn’t force myself to do it. I took a short walk, but it was very cold, so I came back inside.