I need to reduce screen time. It strains my eyes. And I get light-sensitive headaches. I’m not disconnecting enough.

Time outside each day is critical to my mental wellbeing. It’s May. Temperatures are heating up. Today’s high is 89°F. As summer approaches and summer lingers, it becomes more difficult for me to spend time outdoors. We put panels in the windows to block heat. I keep the lighting low because it feels cooler. Spending months in the dark results in reverse seasonal affective disorder (reverse SAD), which can also be called summer SAD. And depression can flip to mania quickly.

May is Mental Health Awareness Month. Green is the color for mental health. Tell someone. You don’t have to ask. Tell.

Is creative power born in solitude and boredom? Learning to be bored. Learning to be in a moment without stimuli. Learning to be in a space and fill the space.

Get in motion, and stay in motion. Go slow, but don’t stop.

I almost forgot... I don’t want to lose my streak.

I’m just waking up. I woke around noon, but I’m just waking up. My head is groggy, my body is tired. The “mornings” of an owl.

I had insomnia last night. I became hypomanic. I got some sleep today, short and disrupted. It was take time for me to recover. Recover. Reset. Restart.

My brain is in low-function mode. I don’t have the “Monday Motivation.” I have the Monday Mood. The weather is just as moody.

10:04 PM—It’s gotten late. I’m tired. I’m phoning it in.

I’ve been dreaming about food in my sleep. I can smell it and taste it. I took a nap and woke after eating a heart-shaped mini chocolate muffin fresh out of the oven. I could feel the texture of the lightly browned exterior and the yumminess of the oil in the crispness, like a cookie.

Novelty feels like fun. It is a zing that zaps boredom. This morning, I learned how to use a French press. A new object. A new possession. A new skill. A new experience. Novelty.

I have a bachelor’s of science, having majored in chemistry education with a minor in mathematics. I have additional teaching certifications in physics and language arts. And I became a trad wife. My occupation is homemaker.

Recover. Reset. Restart. I’m at recover.

Recover. Reset. Restart.

It’s dreadful.

It’s necessary to be on a schedule. But being on a schedule can feel rigid, especially on the weekends. I’m hoping time in the sunshine will be renewing. It’s a beautiful day.

I haven’t been sleeping well. Today is Saturday. I watched a movie last night. It was one of those sci-fi disaster movies. In this one, there’s a hurricane and sharks are in the flood waters. That’s how I feel.

It’s Friday.

It is 4:40 pm. I’ve been awake about an hour. I woke to dark clouds. There have been storms in the area. It’s thundering. I woke up in the late afternoon, almost evening. Now it is evening. I was awake until 9:00 am.