The night before driving lessons used to go the same way every week, knot in my stomach by 8pm, running through every way tuesday could go wrong until I was still awake past midnight.
Four lessons ago I started writing one thing that actually went fine last time in my mood notebook, before the regular entry, not a pep talk, just a fact. Last week it was didnt stall at the roundabout. This week it was parallel parked on the second try.
The knot still shows up right on schedule, doesn’t touch that part. But the spiral after it is shorter, I’m asleep closer to 11 now instead of circling the same three worries til 1am.
Bread’s a mess because of all this, dough rises whenever it wants lately. The lesson nights got a little quieter though.