I slept heavy as fuck today. I always sleep like I took a tab of Benadryl when the weather is cloudy and rainy. The rain makes me really drowsy. Even still, I opened my eyes somewhere around 9am today. That felt good. I like feeling like I have more of the day to use for my work. I feel more accomplished when more if my work is done before dark. That way, evening hours feel like overtime.
Surely, I didn’t raise my body up from my hard wood floor when I first opened my eyes. The sleep monster’s heavy blanket still weighed over my body with all of its weight. The alarm that always sounds on Mondays at 11:58 finally interrupted my rest. “Call Ms. #######”. I got my ass up and called my probation officer. She usually is not in her office at the court house sense she is required to work from home because of the pandemic. I left my usual message, “This is Harold Shores, today is Monday October 25th, the time is 12 noon and I have nothing to report today”. And with every ounce of shame, I end the call, place my phone back on my desk and return my focus to my first piano concerto.
I want to teach the students more about Judo today. I see such good progress and I’m so proud of them. I want to continue to see them grow. Knowing all 40 of the Kodokan Judo throws is so important to me. I don’t have a belt in Judo but I want the students who study under me to know that I am committed to excellence in martial arts. It’s so important that they trust and respect me as their coach and a potential black belt in Jiu Jitsu.
Late night work
As I type on my cracked iPhone screen, I listen to an mp3 of my 3rd Symphony. I didn’t expect it to be good at all. I think my 3rd has plenty of room for some significant upgrades but I’m going to keep it the way that it is and publish it. There are some parts that I detest but there are also some parts that I really like.