Day One Hundred & Ninety-Three, July 11th, 2024

Hi-ho and hello.

Ever those days where you wake up so much earlier than you plan down and somehow you feel better than you have every other day when you have gotten there the right amount of rest?

A prompt recently addressed, days ago mind you, I talk about how there is a lack of sleep, that there is a very long duration that I find myself staring at the ceiling, awaiting rest to find my eyes. That didn’t happen today or last night, although I went to bed at 2:00, anyhow, my body immediately  knocked off, and 3 hours almost exactly, I was up again as though I had planned on it.

This is beginning to worry me, though I am finding time to do school work that I didn’t have previously, I’m wanting to contain my sanity and I feel that a lack of sleep will just increase the fragility of my mental space. Maybe I can pull it through, maybe if the hours are spaced accordingly, the body will be rested adequately.

C’est La Vie

Good night and good morning, good morning and good night.

May the night’s air be a refreshing change, the morning, a splendor of worthy time to you.

Thank you for being you.

NOSCE TE IPSUM