9pm. An early morning bus ride tomorrow. Better to stay up all night and sleep on the bus than sleep now then sleep on the bus, I reckon.
I am feeling tired despite a “super coffee”. But then again – it's dark outside and I am under a yellow light, listening to calm music.
Time to pop on the lofi? Upbeat style.
B told me that I need to snap out of my unmotivated depression. That she's getting it from me. And she totally is.
Ahhhhhh women. Women women women. They are master reflectors.
I don't want to work at all. But I guess I gotta force myself.
I will cash out whatever's needed to pay off the tax bills for this month. And before that I will get the tax report ready. Yes, I will.
And I'll also get myself in spreadsheet mood via making a new contact schedule.
Beeeeeepsis.