I tried to go to sleep early. I can’t focus.
Focusing on sleep sounds really silly, but it is hard for me to sit still. I remembered how I am going to a show next week and I want to re-listen to the albums. I am remembering how I was supposed to be in California next week with my family. I am remembering why I had to postpone this trip. I am remembering why it was a later trip in the first place.
I can’t rest.
I am tired.
I took a nap earlier today, and I felt minor rest then.
Part of me is worried about trying to sleep now because I am frustrated.
My dreams get a little funky and sometimes too real. I have worked my job in my dreams, I have conversations with people I love in my dreams, I feel hurt in my dreams and it wakes me up feeling even more exhausted than if I had pulled an all-nighter.
I keep thinking about my writing stuff and I hate knowing that it is shitty. Pieces of it aren’t. As a whole it is. My editing needs work. I am all feeling at once and no looking back.
I am trying out a new design technique for the pages. I like how simple a lot of it runs. But, I think it could a wee more dynamic.
I love party aesthetic. And I will be using more of it.
10:11pm