
I should be pissed off that I’ve been sleeping so poorly this week. As of this morning, the only thing I’m really irritated by is having to use reading glasses. The worst thing about the reading glasses is that I’m practically blind for a couple of minutes after I take them off. Actually, no. The worst thing is having to fucking wear them. I’ve been undergoing standard age-related eyesight degradation for years – reading under strong light and using my phone to read ingredient lists and refusing to wear glasses because I always had excellent eyesight and my face has never suited glasses. I remember going to Harrods to try and find a pair of shades that fit my face well, and after trying six pairs, the assistant hummed and said “…Yes. Sir is difficult.”
OPERATIONS: Yesterday was 500 words and moving a complete episode of something out, today is newsletter and getting into a prose project and then probably sowing some more seeds that won’t germinate
STATUS: worst insomnia jag in years: third night in a row, 6hrs sleep.
READING: THE VISIONARIES, Wolfram Eilenberger (UK) (US+)
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