Thinking about that tumblr post that talks about humans needing enrichment in the same way any other animal in an enclosure needs enrichment.

Thinking about the fact that I've been mostly stuck in my house, my room, my bed for 6 years.

Thinking about the fact that I've not been able to play a game, one of my primary forms of enrichment, for over a week now because my body hurts too much, is too exhausted.

Thinking about how this week I've only been able to watch things, usually another primary source of enrichment, but how doing the same thing every day for weeks on end stops being enriching.

Thinking about how reading used to be a primary source, but has slowly had to be relegated to tertiary simply because my brain can't do it properly anymore.

Thinking about a lot of things.