Happy New Year, friends. I’m writing this as I wade through the grogginess of my insomnia, which had me struggling to fall asleep last night until about 6am. I woke this morning, around 11am, feeling a little dejected and disappointed and annoyed at myself for falling into an old pattern that I know is not sustainable. My insomnia is one of those things…
© 2024 Zeba Blay
Substack is the home for great culture