Life: I slept more than 7 hours!

During night time hours… in my own time zone! Seven hours that were more or less consecutive!

I was confused when I looked in the mirror this morning. I looked like an entirely different person…

No, that’s not right. I looked like the dewy, relaxed, possibly healthy version of myself in some selfies I made in Kobe last month. Selfies that I used to reply to a friend in Germany in WhatsApp, which inspired her to send laughing emoji, because I looked “great” and “relaxed,” which are not ways she is accustomed to seeing me in photos.

Gosh.

Tea: Almond Milk Matcha Latte

image looking down into the bubbles of a recently blended matcha latte
Bubbles at the top of a blended and stirred almond milk matcha latte. I heart ceremonial-grade match.

I stayed in bed until after 9am, and I’m still astounded at how it feels to be RESTED.

I’m also a little concerned that this feeling is so novel.

And how quickly lunchtime arrived…

Life: Sleep? What do you mean?

A screenshot from my fitbit showing that I enjoyed four hours and 38 minutes of sleep last night.

I have the nerve to wonder why I am so tired.

The wonderful thing about weekends, though, is that naps are possible if I don’t overschedule myself. Yes, I was up at five something, but by eleven (AM!) I went down so hard for a nap that I considered checking my neck for drugged darts.

I needed that.

Unlike this bottle of Pocari Sweat, which I don’t need, but which I am truly enjoying…

Life: So Tired

I have been tired. So tired. How tired? I have been able to achieve REM sleep on public transit.

This is… worrisome.