It’s almost 1am and I’m struggling. I’m surprise, usually this slot goes smoothly and I feel alive. For some reason today is not the case. I feel heavy and tired. I can’t read but writing is better.
For the first time I’m starting to doubt myself. Why am I doing this? Is it worth it? Am I damaging yourself? Is it safe? Why don’t I just forget about it and go back to the way I used to be?
I’m going to work tomorrow, the weekend is over and again I’m a little bit apprehensive about driving. I’m going to take extra nap at 6am as planned.
The other side of me is loving this experiment. I have so much time on my hands. Today my daughter asked me to help her to bake a cake for her friend’s birthday. Normally I would try to get out of it saying that I don’t have time. Now I agreed and even made the cake by myself. I didn’t mind. The time wasn’t an issue here and I enjoyed myself but now I’m struggling a little and want to go to sleep.
It has been a week since I started my adventure.
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