I went to bed early last night, and I think I slept fairly well. But yet again I woke up this morning tired and really struggling to get out of bed. Oddly, it’s twenty past ten in the evening now — I’ve just got in from my novel-writing class — and I feel quite awake. I’m going to take my morning tiredness as a hint and go to bed very soon, though.
The morning meditation was a bit crap again today. Sure, I sat down and tried to concentrate on the candle for fifteen minutes, but I didn’t really focus, and I was so tired it was difficult keeping my eyes open. I am surprised by how tired I’ve felt for the last few days. I don’t know whether I am actually more tired, or whether I’ve been this tired for weeks and the meditation is helping me notice this fact. I think all I can do is keep trying to catch up on an assumed lack of sleep, and see what happens.
Today I had a few attention challenges, not least of which was paying proper attention in the novel-writing class. I found it quite difficult to focus, although it’s possible the meditation is helping me notice that and turn my attention back maybe a little more often than I otherwise would.
I haven’t done any writing today; there wasn’t even an exercise in class, which is a bit of a shame, but I’m still planning on trying to write every day from now on.
And that’s my desultory report for the day. Hopefully more enthusiasm and better notes tomorrow.