what's wrong with me?

i had three things i could have done tonight. three different things.

but i decided i didn't want to do any of them. so i stayed home.

now i realize that tomorrow i have several things to do that i am committed to. and perhaps that seemed enough to me. but is there something wrong with me that i'd just as soon stay home and do nothing?

i realize that as a grown up i have the right to do or not do whatever i please, but i worry about myself, that i'd rather just do nothing sometimes. or i guess most of the time.

here i sit in a middling sized city chock full of things to do and people to hang with- and yet, i'd rather be home? by myself? am i a hermit?