Today is just Today

I think that maybe I need to write down something about my day often.  I think I need to do this because I feel lost sometimes.  I go to work, I come home and then I sleep and go to work again.  Every day blends into the next, even days off.  The days off have become pretty much the same as the previous days off.  None of this is probably important to the reality of life and shouldn't impact me the way it does.  Today we marked our sale stuff at the store to warehouse prices and I grabbed a bunch of clothes that I really don't need.  It is like I can bring myself joy by defining myself with clothes.  It isn't even really true but it is a hard habit to break.