These nightly writing sessions have been my saving grace lately.
I wouldn’t have written today with it. And I’m glad that I did. I just wrote something dope.
I’m realizing, in my current state of still-establishing-my-routine in these work from home times…that I write my best in the morning, mid-morning, and at night. Perhaps I can leverage that. Precarious times when I have to work full-time, because I get so tired during those times…but being just tired enough is a powerful thing. Inhibitions come down. I get creative.
I can leverage that, perhaps. Perhaps.
Today was a weird one. I slept like shit. I woke up at 3:30 and couldn’t get back to sleep until around 5:30. Then woke up at 8:30. I still got 7 hours of sleep, thankfully, so I was functional, but it was really, really off.
AND…my DJ controller was delivered to the wrong shipping address. It went to Brooklyn. So, I had to handle that shit today, too. Blech. Really just threw me off. But…it’s okay. I still got my shit done. And I feel much better now. I’m going to sleep like a baby.
Speaking of which…it’s time. Night. Love you all!