Ever since returning home, there has been a strange quality to my nights. They’ve become longer despite daylight staying longer for the summer, and my mornings have been stolen by the sleepy concoctions of a different time zone. Yet, I would still like to be welcomed into the day by the morning sun once more. But regretfully, I am stuck in a difficult habit, leaving me hours behind.
Today, I missed a self-assigned appointment with the gym because I had slept in. I added more to my regrets as I tossed and turned in my bed at 4am, trying to let tomorrow come. I admit, part of this affliction is my own doing—to spend hours on my computer writing and editing content, and perhaps completing other life admin. My productivity takes a hit, and it bothers me because my mornings now barely exist. My designated time to get shit done.
I would like to get more done, so I don’t suffer from drowning in the endless tasks that seem to write themselves on my to-do list. Can I do it? So I desperately hope to find myself playing with the Sandman before midnight.
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