Midnight

I am writing this at 1 AM in the morning, on a brisk Saturday morning. It has been almost a year since I have written on this blog, and my what has changed. We have experienced another lockdown/ quarantine, and the world have realised that Downing Street do lots of parties in pandemics. WordPress has missed me so much they initiated the introductory session where they show you their features in order to sell their subscription – I have been writing on here for almost 4 years, I think I understand!

One of my ultimate goals now in my life is to welcome love and always experience honesty, those are the two easiest things we should allow ourselves to do. Instead of cowering behind fibs and turning the way the opportunity of a future with someone, I want to be in this world.

So, right now it is 1:04 AM, the girls in my house have gone out to a party, which I would have joined them on, if not for the fact that A) I am tired and B) I have work in 11 hours. Come to think of it, that is not too bad, maybe i should have – stop. There is an important divide between you regretting and you disregarding your capabilities, especially if it is for the wrong reason. If you are going to have fun, and you feel as though you will be able to walk home afterwards and work for 6 hours straight, then fine. But if it is the opposite, maybe you shouldn’t.

It is now 1:08 in the morning, I am starting to feel about what I am going to do in the morning to prepare myself for the day ahead. I have been lucky enough to incorporate a morning run into my routine, yet if I wake up late, I won’t be able to do this.

Even now, the paragraphs are getting shorter as the night trickles more and more into the pinacol of its grace, making me sleepy.

I will put a proper piece up about what I have been doing this week. I hope all who is listening is ready.

It is now 3AM, my friends have come back from their party, and I have cleaned up the mess.

One of my friends was throwing up due to the overconsumption of alcohol. The thing is, I kept being told that I should go to sleep, but I think the wanting to look after others when they feel rubbish overpowers the need for sleep… This is especially the case when you yourself have not being drinking.