One of those rare days

Today was a day where I could do absolutely NOTHING. Of course I could have cleaned my apartment, cleaned my garage, done dishes...etc. But no, I decided to enjoy a day off and eat and watch TV with my boyfriend. Somehow I'm still up til almost midnight with a ton on my mind - stupid brain. I want to say so much, but instead I just reason myself out of action. Everything is known, but is left unspoken. For better? For worse? I haven't decided yet. Maybe it's both?