I didn't invite sleep. I lied in my bed, trying to fall asleep but all these ideas and things I wanted to do kept popping up and I just wanted to get up and do those things. I didn't invite sleep even though I wanted it.
Things to do later today:
- Buy blue fabric for that coat/robe I want to make.
- Go to the grocery store to buy milk and butter.
- Go to the gym and pay for one visit, stay there for 30 minutes to an hour, doing some spinning or work on my lower body, just check it out.
- Start measuring and planning how I should sew that coat/robe, expand the ideas.
- Continue the embroidery and perhaps finish up the one I've already started on.
And yeah, I guess that's it. I should call the crew and ask for help with the dishes as well. Call my mother and whine about my wounds. If I'll get any sleep tonight it would be a miracle. My head is on fire, all the thoughts spinning around in it. Ideas, inspiration, creativity and necessities.
I just want to work on that energy before I lose it again. It feels like trying to hold sand with just your hands, that energy is just slipping away between your fingers no matter how hard you try to hold on to it.
I think maybe I waited too long to go to bed. That I stayed up for too long and the pills' effect wore off. I broke through them and it was too late for getting any sleep. If I take more I will most likely sleep through the whole day, which I really don't want to. So I'd rather just not sleep then.
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