It’s been quite a morning. Mother woke me up to tell me a fire broke out in the neighborhood, and I looked out the balcony to see huge dark clouds fuming and thick smoke filling the apartment. Our initial instinct was to evacuate, so we did, only to see how extensive the fire was when we got there. We were genuinely worried due to the fire’s unpredictable movement because it appeared to be sufficiently threatening and the area was completely covered in smoke. Fortunately, everything is under control now, and we were able to get back inside the house.

And, given my fatigue from yesterday and the events of this morning, I have no energy to go to work. Yesterday was the worst; I was unable to move. Was fatigued and nauseated. This is exactly how I felt with covid, but it doesn’t feel like covid this time.  I do feel a bit careless doing this, but hey, sometimes your body is just tired, right? And you can’t be mad at it; simply allow it to rest. But at least there’s no fever, so that’s good. 

In other exciting news, I got myself a new study table yesterday. It looks super nice and is a perfect addition. I did this in the hopes of being able to concentrate more on my studies and work rather than slacking off. Let’s hope it works.