Poor sleep
I have been having weird mind issues of late... I am just letting them pass over me; no 'active' action on my side yet. The biggest price of all this is my sleep... my sleep is soooo poor, and I am not a good sleeper to begin with. Today, I just woke up, played a few songs, journaled, and now I am settling down to read more about the adventures of Samad Iqbal and Archibald Jones. No use tossing and turning... actually... we need a new bed. At one point I thought, 'Wouldn't it be ideal if I could have a repository of my thoughts and do a Spotify Wrapped-type thing with the thoughts at the end of the year?' What else...HMRC and my new workplace hadn't updated my tax code as yet, so my pay is about £1500.00 less this month. Sigh...thank God I don't have a mortgage or something... Anyways, let me do 30 minutes of this book before it is time to start getting ready for work... Remember, glass half full... always... hard as it may be. Shout-out to BW waitressi...
