Some mornings don’t start with energy… they start with pressure. That was exactly how my day began.
Boom! Lecture by 8:00am. No time to waste.
It was just 6:40am, and I had to move fast. No breakfast, no delay—just a quick bath, brushing up, dressing, and stepping out with everything I needed. The day had officially begun.
At that moment, it felt like the day might scatter… but the departmental representative stepped in and found an alternative venue. That small act saved the lecture.
We eventually started by 9:00am and wrapped up around 10:15am, even though another class was scheduled for 10:00am. Typical school struggle.
That was it—my academic duties for the day were over.
I headed home, but something wasn’t right. My body felt weak, my energy drained. I planned to cook immediately, but once I lay down around 12:00pm, sleep took over without warning.
By the time I woke up, it was already 2:30pm. Hunger didn’t even ask politely—I went straight to the kitchen and prepared rice and beans. That meal felt well deserved.
Honestly, for about a week now, I haven’t been feeling like myself—low energy, too many thoughts running through my mind. It’s one of those phases you can’t fully explain.
I finally found a spot and plugged in my devices. It took over 5 hours, and even at that, my power bank didn’t get fully charged. Patience was the only option.
By 9:00pm, I packed up and returned to my lodge. I warmed my food, ate quietly, and ended the day with a movie on my phone.
Sleep didn’t knock gently—it came strongly, and I had no choice but to surrender.
Some days may not be perfect, but showing up is already a win.
Till my next diary game entry.