Can’t sleep and no one to talk to.
Today was supposed to be a better day than yesterday. In some respects it was but on the whole it really was not.
Revision went well. I worked out. I showered.
But I also dun goof’d. Moreover, I had no idea of how to say sorry. I just mumbled through it hoping it would fix itself. I’ve never felt so tongue-tied.
Sleeping patterns have changed to accommodate my willingness to work until just before midnight. I wake up to have lunch. Is this good? Maybe. I’m getting 10+ hours of sleep. That must be good.
I don’t find it any harder to work at the family home, in truth, I just enjoy working at uni home more. First yawn of the night was just had. Sleep is coming.
One more afternoon of revision here this week. I’ll aim to get as close to finishing the first module as possible. Not much left to cover and whatever is left is well understood by me through my project work already.
Keep going, me.