Anxiety is hitting me hard at night. So many intrusive thoughts invading my headspace and leaving me thrumming with nerves. I eventually fall asleep for a few hours and wake up exhausted. I feel like I am yawning my way through each day. It's getting old.
My reading is at a standstill. I was engrossed in my last Shari Lapena novel, but can't seem to find any interest lately. I have other books sitting on my nightstand that I started and stopped. It's frustrating me, because I do want to be enmeshed in something. The question is what do I want to be reading? Hmm...
I have a routine that I follow in the morning- a journaling routine, to be specific. Except, I can't be bothered with it at the moment. So, my journals just sit on my desk mocking me. And all of those blank pages are depressing me. I need to get back no track with writing it out.
The only show I can seem to stomach lately is Psych. So, I am rewatching it for the second time and laughing out loud each episode.
Oh, I've been walking in the morning and that is good. I enjoy watching the sky wake up and being outside. I just need to make sure I keep it up.
And now, I will go and figure out what to eat for dinner and hopefully I'll read a little bit. Wishing you all a lovely week. Hopefully you are gobbling up books and enjoying the idea that fall is near. Take care!
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