I think that these late workings have to change.

The shift is difficult enough: It’s already 11:41pm and I’m on my last legs of productivity.

I blame myself first.

But after that, I blame the meds and my lack of purpose.

I think I know what to do, but I get reluctant to pursue my dreams.

If there was ever a time to go after my dreams, it’s now.

I’m steeling myself for tomorrow. I’m somewhat fearful of failure.

I may have to simplify what I want to get done early in the morning.

Wake up at 5:30.

Bathroom.

Check weight.

Drink Water.

Do most important task for 15 minutes.

Meditate.

The rest is gravy.

It’s worth a shot. I’m so eager to make a significant dent in how I live.

Did I get it right? I have to give it a shot.

I’ll be 100% wrong if I don’t execute this plan.

Here’s to giving it a go.