I honestly feel like I’m going to fall asleep soon, but before I even think of doing so, another blog post needs to be uploaded. Focusing on my writing should be more of a priority than it is.
Finally got my heating/hot water issue sorted earlier today, and I’m really thankful because the weather is incredibly cold tonight.
We’ll see if sleep is on the horizon, or whether insomnia will keep me company until the late hours.
I always say I’ll rest early, then I do the exact opposite. On a positive note, I did get up at a reasonable time in the morning, so that was good yet exhausting by the end of the day.
Might have a browse through other blogs/websites to figure out my topics for the weekend onwards. Fingers crossed that my energy levels will be sufficient, as well as my concentration. I feel it’s been lacking recently.
Anyway, I’ll end it at that. Until tomorrow’s post.
I always seem to be writing at 11:00pm and onwards, feels like a bad habit at this point.
Nonetheless, over the weekend, I’m going to try and sleep a tiny bit more and prepare for my second level Math course that’s starting on Monday.
To be honest, I haven’t done much revision for it, although it’s not too different from the previous level. Can’t wait to receive my other qualification in the post too.
Beginning to appreciate numbers as much as I love words.
Hard to believe we’re in week two of January. Where did the time go?
Is it just me, or does anyone feel like time is passing by a lot quicker than previously? Lockdown is one thing, but I don’t know, I’m very curious.
Felt more calm recently and I appreciate that a lot, to be honest.
I don’t necessarily handle stress all too well, and it shows, despite how much I try and hide it behind a smile or laugh. These days, the amount of gratitude I have in my heart for each day now is crazy. But, of course, in a good way.
Waking up each day, with clarity and peace of mind, that’s something to feel good about. Positivity despite the chaos life might bring, and the obstacles we have to overcome to see the beacon of hope.
Life is not meant to be easy, I know that. I suppose, it’s human of me to sometimes wish it was.
All in all, there’s a lot of blessings to be thankful for, and even difficult moments, the ones that made me a stronger, wiser, better version of me.
I figured I would create a little post before I forget. It’s been so great to write every day and to end my streak of inspiration now would be a total waste.
It’s wonderful not to be plagued by writer’s block anymore, or at least not as much of it as I used to have. Sometimes, I suppose, you can get caught up in life’s constant pace of change and stress. Also, writing at night seems to be my time to let it be known.
Not sure if being a midnight owl again is going to benefit me in the long run, but I feel like myself again, in a strange way. Typing away to my heart’s content. A comforting time, in spite of current events in the world and home, one of the many differences in lockdown, third time around.
Had quite the productive day, dealt with the most important household chores, made sure to eat and stay hydrated. I’ve found the strength to get through the changing of habits, in which I wanted to sort out for the longest time.
This has been an interesting week, if I’m honest. Staying on the right track of things might be hard at times, but with determination and a positive mindset, I feel confident that I can do this.
Before I end my little post on the blog, I just want to say thank you to anyone who reads what I have to say on here. This has always been a sanctuary for my thoughts and opinions, hopefully it can be of some comfort for you too.
Writing has been a passion of mine for years, more than ever in times of hardship. It’s kind of like an online journal of sorts, it’s always comforting to have a safe space, whether it’s a journal, a blog or any other kind of platform.
Stay safe, everyone.