I’ve been feeling the effects of what’s called the morning shift at my work more recently. That creeping feeling that I mentioned in a previous post, more than one person has referred to it as high anxiety. For now, I’m exploring that possibility by leaning into the idea. Admittedly, a lot of the practices that come with assumed anxiety come very naturally. I wake up with the idea that I’m already behind on the start of my day. The consideration of work relations and politics are considered more largely. They are much more fragile in the early morning because of a higher susceptibility to brain fog. People’s perceptions are much more malleable and fluid, which means that even minor unintended actions or conversations must be considered unless the risk of changed perceptions of self or other are acceptable. My spoken words and thoughts are mostly unrestricted. Despite it sounding like I’m unfiltered, I still make the most effort I can to craft and cater to a persona of oddly inappropriate yet vaguely charming, but still take care to stay on the side of care and consideration. After all, I still feel like I don’t have the right to strip away someone’s internal comfort. 

All in all, anxiety in general seems to be the most likely explanation for the returning feeling of what’s considered morning shift. Despite this, I’ll still be exploring other ideas to explain the oddity of waking up at two in the morning. Maybe something fantastical. That’d be fun, right?

In terms of physical health, everything feels okay. I do get more daily, less strenuous exercise, but I haven’t been able to maintain a schedule of more high intensity workouts. 

In terms of writing, well this past week I haven’t written much of anything. But, I’ve been doing some reflection on the projects that I’m working on, so there’s at least that. I still plan on posting something at the end of the month. It’ll be great, as I’m prone to shouting at any and all of my coworkers who make eye contact with me.

Hope all is well with you all, dear readers. Thank you for always stopping by and letting me exist for a moment.