Inertia won out
I've been going to bed ridiculously late all week. Decided that staying out dancing until 2am was not the answer to my sleep-deprivation problems, especially as tomorrow is not only going to start early, it's also going to finish late.
So.
Stayed home.
I have many things simmering on the back burners of my brain. You know how stoves usually only have the four heating elements? The stove in my brain seems to have been designed for a large-scale restaurant.
I don't need to rethink my life. Not right now. Things are, all in all, pretty good. I do, however, want to clarify some of the goals and projects I have in mind. I have a fair amount of energy these days, which is all to the good. I'm also feeling tired and often stressed out (mostly at work, but also about some personal stuff), which is generally a Big Neon Sign that I need to take a step back and chill the fuck out before I do something I'll regret.
The first step is getting more sleep. I always, always, and I do mean always, do better when I've slept my requisite seven to nine hours a night. So tonight there will be a slightly earlier night than previous nights this week (glancing at my clock informs me that "early" ended about two hours ago).
After that, there will be progress. Things will percolate, and there will be good results. This weekend especially, I am counting on Good Things to happen all around. I said so, therefore it's true. I dare reality to tell me otherwise.
So.
Stayed home.
I have many things simmering on the back burners of my brain. You know how stoves usually only have the four heating elements? The stove in my brain seems to have been designed for a large-scale restaurant.
I don't need to rethink my life. Not right now. Things are, all in all, pretty good. I do, however, want to clarify some of the goals and projects I have in mind. I have a fair amount of energy these days, which is all to the good. I'm also feeling tired and often stressed out (mostly at work, but also about some personal stuff), which is generally a Big Neon Sign that I need to take a step back and chill the fuck out before I do something I'll regret.
The first step is getting more sleep. I always, always, and I do mean always, do better when I've slept my requisite seven to nine hours a night. So tonight there will be a slightly earlier night than previous nights this week (glancing at my clock informs me that "early" ended about two hours ago).
After that, there will be progress. Things will percolate, and there will be good results. This weekend especially, I am counting on Good Things to happen all around. I said so, therefore it's true. I dare reality to tell me otherwise.