Timeblock

Dream

I had one of those dreams that can only really be called a nightmare, except I didn't wake with any sense of fear or dread. Some evil being tricked me into teleporting to a room to play some tedious game with it. Upon getting bored I decided I wouldn't play, but I couldn't escape, as the room had no exits. That's all I really remember.

Thinking

Starting to reignite the spaced-repetition habit. What seems to have triggered it is I'm not allowed morning entertainment until I stretch, but stretching is a much better experience when the wife wakes up. Thus, I do other productive things until around 1900. This means a pretty early pomodoro for planning the day, as well as a post-breakfast spaced-repetition (which I've just updated my default morning plan to be).

All that's really missing from my daily routines is a proper time for reading. I think it'll find its place soon enough.