I tend to spiral out of control if I'm not working. I get panicked and don't know what to do with myself.
I always had a superstitious fear of setting up a too well-designed writing place and then finding that the writing had absconded.
When I was playing with the children, I felt I ought to be working, and when I was working, I felt I ought to be playing with the children.
I have trouble going to sleep at night, because you always get the feeling that there is another thing you could do.
I used to be nervous about not working and so would work for the sake of it.
Some of us find 'relaxing' to be, in itself, nerve-racking. If we aren't doing something useful or, at least, that seems useful, we feel guilty, impatient, and mortal.
I always feel guilty for having a day off because I feel like I'm not being productive.
I like to be productive - it's very hard for me to go on vacation because I just feel like I'm losing time.
