Losing a part of me

Life is no better, but I have some studying to do today and tomorrow so that hopefully I can pass an exam on Friday. We’ll see.

Last night was possibly the first decent night sleep I got in… well, since I don’t know when. My sleep score (according to my fitness watch) was 77 – not great, but certainly decent. The app reads: ‘Shorter than ideal, plenty of deep.’ While I did not sleep a full seven hours, I was at least able to fall asleep and stay asleep for… well, most of the night anyways. It was the only night in the past week that my score exceeded 75… and the fifth time in a month. I have to get back to sleeping, but I cannot figure out how. My body battery still did not exceed a 43 which I cannot imagine is good.

Yesterday I was able to spend most of the day with friends. I then had a haircut which I sorely needed, going back to the barber I had been with until about a year ago when he left the barber shop I had been going to for a decade. It was good to be able to trust that he would not make me look bad… like the haircut I got in March from a strange barber a a shop around e corner.

My emotions are still in the toilet and I do not expect that to change anytime soon. It’s a miracle I am still above ground. No, I will not be hurting myself…