I had a really hard time getting out of bed today. I fell asleep at around 10:30 pm and my alarm goes off at 6:00 am, so I probably got a reasonable amount of sleep. Not sure what’s up with that.
Because I missed my train yesterday I didn’t come home before 7:45 pm or so. I fed the cats, heated up some frozen potato goulash, and hit the hay. I tried to read some Gatsby, but after a few pages I got too tired and turned the lights off.
Physically, I’ve been feeling well lately. The thought of getting drunk seems strange to me now. Like putting poison in your veins for recreation. I do still smoke cigarettes, although not a lot. Yesterday I had one in the evening because I felt like it would help me relax. I don’t think it helped though.
Yesterday, after consuming all that sugar from the birthday cake and ice-cream, I felt as if I were to fall into a coma. So I’ll try to stay away from any kind of refined sugar for a month and see what effect it has on me. Last night I got a sugar craving while I was reading Gatsby. Instead of having some candy I ate a few carrots, and I enjoyed them a whole lot more than I had thought I would.
I still haven’t figured out a way to get more physical exercise and stick with it. But I’m pretty sure that some beneficial habit will manifest eventually.