I felt we were really cheated by autumn this year which is why winter feels much more miserable than before. It's not even July and I'm already over this shit

Put the blinds completely down last night to get a truly good night's sleep and it worked a bit too well, I'm struggling to get out of bed. But there is more reading and writing to do, and crucially, a presentation at 2 (that I have yet to rehearse)

At least I'm not feeling anxious like I was last night. I'm giving myself until 9:30 and then it's action stations! 🦾