I fell asleep on the sofa again last night, and once again failed to make it in to bed. This routine of sober, sofa, slumber must stop. The main reason is because I can because I live alone. Luckily, it’s not leading me down a path of despair, or to more drinking. Perhaps it’s because I’m comfortable and that’s all.

Now that I have around 120 posts, these need to be organised and I set on the task of tagging each one by year and month. This will do for now, but design wise it is a terrible idea that I’ll have to review at some point. My next task will be to give them some  more tags that are useful for me to refer back to when I write updates for them. It will be good to update a few and see if any predictions and habits are worth a few more words. It would be good to know I’m not going round in circles any more. But it’s all very tiring, Maybe, sitting at a desk and not on the sofa will make me more productive and make me reach my bed before falling asleep.

Tomorrow is my last day off until Christmas. That’s just when I get used to taking time off. What I’ll have to do is keep hold of the feeling. I want more time to write, read, and listen to music. My little sound system just keeps getting better and better. The Tidal steaming is up to vinyl quality and better now. And all of this will make me judgemental about other peoples sound. Music definitely is my pleasure now. Better quality music is like breathing fresh air. More of my senses are being used and I feel more alive. 

I wish I could have managed to get something done today, but self learning is a pain when you don’t know what to do. But looking around, I’ve do a half decent tidy up of my place. Looking back on my posts makes me feel as if I’ve done something, and the tagging exercise did have a purpose when I saw the large gaps of weeks and months. During these gaps I won’t have much of a memory of what went on. I think it was a message from the past me to the future me telling me to get on and do something, anything.