Something

So I think I need something.  Something to be passionate about.  Something to occupy my time and my mind.  Since the break up, I've used basketball to fill the void.  Everyday for three months (excluding Sundays) I have gotten up, gone to work, worked my game, came home, ate, and went to bed.  This enabled me to avoid most of the thinking that leads me down the wrong road.  Now basketball is finished for awhile, and I'm stuck at home.  Although I'm working from home, my work really doesn't take that much time...and I pretty much am stuck in the house as I'm not allowed to drive post-surgery until mid-March.  So I need something.