day twenty
I’m too mellow to write anything meaningful. and cannot spend much time on this entry as I want to catch up on sleep, so that next week we can be back at being up by 7:00/7:15 rather than 7:30/7:45. 20–30mins make a big difference in the morning (I suppose they do make a difference at any point in the day, but in the morning it’s more noticeable)
this Thursday was relatively uneventful. plenty happened, but pretty much all as planned. no unexpected bumps or steep drops on the emotional rollercoaster. I had some helpful conversations with friends. and once again I’m starting to realise how privileged my situation really is. I’m spoilt. I’d be better off counting my blessings rather than brewing my special tincture of melancholy and paranoia
let’s dance in the living room
