Got up at 12:45 pm instead of the usual 2 pm. I felt like shit and was angry at (the usual) people in my mind, by putting myself in imaginary situations where I'd get angry at them.
This is another side-experiment I'm doing. It's 4:53 pm and I'm hungry as shit. I need to find better adjectives. But! Soon after eating fruits (prunes, apple, pears) it felt like drinking the nitrous from Vin Diesel's Charger: I was supercharged and active. I was a hot air balloon; wanted to stand up and walk around instead of sitting in a place.
I remembered a purpose for waking up early. I had made a schedule for the whole fam which would give lots of free time for mom. Damn it, so the whole point is lost.
Whatever lol.
