26072020

I’d like to say that I made the conscious decision to take the day off (which, even if I had, I really shouldn’t have) but I didn’t. What really happened was that I started off the day well enough, thinking that I’d have time later; so I just wasted a few hours doing random things. Well, I ended up wasting a whole lot more time than I initially intended, and by the time I finally came around to my senses, it was already evening. I must’ve lain down or something because I apparently fell asleep around 1700 and woke up seven hours later in a state of profound confusion and disorientation, unsure of either the hour or even the day itself. I suppose now I’ve already begun in some sense a “new day”…

My sleep cycle has been completely fucked by the heat these past few weeks, and it shows no signs of receding. I’m gonna try to salvage it today by staying up until midnight tonight. Hopefully it’ll work, because in this current state, it’s nearly impossible to maintain a stable work schedule (let alone a clear mind).