I called in sick today at work, I think I'm still pretty frazzled from working 2 weekends in a row, but oh well, at least I can take sick leave whenever I need to. Which is good because I really needed today, I just couldn't when I woke up. I've been going to bed far too late, mostly because I'm hooked on fixing up some computer thing, or closing up my tabs or whatever. I really should go to bed earlier but I keep falling into this trap.
I read an email from my past self today, which was delightful. I was still clearly a little sad, but it still cheered me up, I'm looking forward to writing another one. It feels really nice to read my own thoughts, I suppose that's why I jounarl and write emails to myself and all of that. It's gorgeous. I gotta remember to save them to kitaab somehow.