I really don’t know why I complain

Last night, I got two hours of stress-filled sleep where I was worrying about my papers and finals in my dreams. I rolled around for another couple of hours in an attempt to go back to sleep before giving up and getting up to write a paper.

Normally, I get extremely frustrated when I don’t have enough sleep. Knowing my own irritability, however, I told myself to acknowledge that I was going to be slow, tired and grumpy, and should therefore be gentle with myself.

What wonders a kind frame of mind can create. Instead of freaking out over how much time I’m losing, I found myself enjoying my day more than I thought possible.

This is a picture of the sunrise I typed my paper under this morning.

I don’t have it here, but there was also a single star shining white in the lingering night sky that I pretended was the North Star, but probably wasn’t, given that I was facing south.

Shout-outs go to all the amazing people who showed their care and concern for me after my little burst of bad temper the other day, through emails, phone calls and text messages. I was wondering why more than one person was offering to feed me before I remembered I’d blogged about it. This is to let you know I got groceries today, so don’t worry!

(I also did my laundry today so have deliciously clean clothes, too. Mm, I do love pretty smells!)

Also special thanks to a special friend who dropped by this evening to give me a massive box of mandarins and vitamin-saturated fruit juice. They will be incredible in my efforts to dose myself up on Vitamin C.

Much love and luck to everyone doing exam battle—we are troopers!

(P.S. I think I saw a real chipmunk today! It was adorable.)