It's fitting that I'm writing this article at 6:30 AM, in bed, with a giant mug of coffee on the side table. I didn't really plan this.
Yes, I knew by the end of the work day yesterday that this would be the first task on the to-do list, but I didn't know then that I would be so damn tired now.
The starting-the-work-day-in-bed thing has kind of become the norm too, now that I think about it.
What can I say? It's 2020 and we all have our coping methods.
More of a mental tiredness, though. Even though I actually sleep more when I'm overstressed, it's more like my brain is going on power saving mode rather than charging.
And you know what? I think it's starting to show.
I saw my mum for the first time in a while yesterday and while the first thing she said was that I look like I've lost weight — Thanks, Mum! — the second was that I looked really tired — Thanks, Mum?
Maybe in 2021 my sleep will be restful again.
