I must write down my thoughts. I must plan my trips. I must message everyone involved. I must follow through or else it will fall through the cracks! There’s so much to do, no time for sleep. How can I sleep when my to-do list is a mile long? Wired at midnight. Energized at noon. Excited to work. Elated to get home. Feeling great. Bouncing off walls and dancing. Distracted hobbies. Super chatty.

And then I realize the drugs are not working 100%. I am once again out of breath just from talking. I gotta slow down. Drink more water. Add a lemon to my tea. Try to rest only for my mind to wander into a new topic again. The cycle continues. No sleep for the weary, except I am not feeling weary. I should be after two nights of this. But here we are again. I am happy, but I know tomorrow will suffer. It reminds me of those sleepless nights of 2020. Nothing to do or plan, it drove me insane. I had to create new projects to keep my mind occupied. This time, however, I already have a dozen projects to occupy my mind. All with equal importance.

Everything has its time. Things will be worked out. I don’t need to figure it all out tonight, no matter how pressing the desire seems to be. I don’t need to do this alone either. It’s okay to wait until others are ready. Take the pressure off. Feel the muscles relax. This is just a busy season. I will try again to rest…

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