I kept waking up – 10pm then 12 am and so on, thinking that I’d missed my alarm or slept through it. It’s anxiety, of course. I’ve still so much to do and chasing and grabbing at time is essential. Or at least, that is how it seems. I cram so much in each day and at the end of each one I don’t feel I’ve achieved much. He would say that it’s not just about achieving, that it should involve just being too. He is right. He is wiser than me. And I love him for it.
