@sun seeker... I used to keep a jar around with things I wanted to do/learn/go that I just sort of never got around to. Had all kinds of things in it from learn how to pick locks, to fill a bathtub with jell-O, to glow in the dark stars mural across ceiling, to make vegan marshmallows, to learn motorcycle repair, ballroom dance, dig a koi pond, learn to read Arabic, pole dancing, pickpocketing, skip codes, morse code, massage, Xmas ornaments; all kinds of random things that pop into my head... Or that I've been trying to get around to for
years... But also needed an excuse of some sort / time / money / access / etc.
During my good years I'd drop into funks for no good reason (anniversaries, for the most part, looking back), or I'd get all worked up over nonsense and my brain would just quit working for a few days, or every fall I'd hit a run of insomnia for a few weeks. Minor symptom stuff. But that's when I'd dump out the jar and look through ideas of things to do. I MISS that jar!!!
"You know you have PTSD when... All your hobbies are coping mechanisms."
The picking locks thing, I am just
on about, at present... Because I've been sick. So I haven't been able to do my gross-motor burning off the anxiety. Fine motor, though? Also helps. Gangbusters. <chuckling> and come to find, shaking hands actually help :p Unlike drawing, which has seen a few notebooks take to flight. (Notebooks are not very aerodynamic). So I've been doing that one -lock picking- a lot, lately. Also throwing stuff. Balls... Mostly. (No one will fetch my notebooks back for me :shifty: But balls bounce back. Well. Most of the time.) But, for real, taking all my random "That would be fun/ interesting/ a good thing to get around to one of these centuries" writing them down on a scrap of paper to drop in a central location? Shortcuts around my 'I cannot brain today. I haz the dumb.'