Always been like this.

Yesterday morning, I made the call to cancel my usual Thursday appointment, not wanting another morning of struggling to get out of bed - waking up early isn't much of a problem, except when it takes me a good long while to fall asleep, as has been happening this week. So I figured I'd go to bed whenever, and wake up whenever. And I did. It was wonderful. I did nothing this morning other than wake up when I was ready to wake up. I managed a decent gym session, did some editing, I had energy to spare so I cooked two different things for lunches next week. I wouldn't have been able to do that kind of thing yesterday, or the day before that.

It's got me thinking a little bit about sleep cycles and energy reserves. It's also got me genuinely happy with things, just for a while.