If you live completely alone here’s your friendly reminder to step outside for a bit before the worse part of the existential dread starts to set in again.
You know the one. The layer underneath the regular existential dread that you only get to access if you don’t leave your apartment for three days.
Go to a coffee shop or walk your dog or something.
I’m obviously calling myself out here but seriously dude at least buy a soda from the 7/11 or something.
Talk to yourself out loud. Play your music out loud. Laugh out loud when the chance arises. That feeling when you haven’t used your voice for a while, or the silence that comes from a lack of human voices is a one-stop ticket to The Dread.
