I really should be sleeping, but it seems that my body is hard wired for night owl mode. Perhaps it is because I work (too many) nights. Perhaps it is too much tea and coffee. Or perhaps it is simply my mind being overcrowded with thoughts.
So I turn the music down low and dim the lights. It’s time to play. Distraction has been my go-to coping mechanism for a while now. Games. Books. Writing. Whatever crops up at the time becomes the next great adventure. At the moment, it’s the release of Skyrim Special Edition, re-runs of House on Netflix and the world of finance.
All of these things let me step away from life for a time, which is a good thing. I can’t focus on the serious for too long or I’ll become cranky and moody, and that’s no good for anyone. My distractions help me unwind and build up the mental and emotional fortitude to deal with the next task. They give me fresh perspective on how I might handle a challenge differently or avoid stress entirely.
In a world where stress is near constant, being able to decompress is essential. I am fortunate enough to have gotten some time off work to do exactly that, so I am travelling to Tasmania next week to sight see and relax. I’m looking forward to it.