I couldn't sleep today. As always, no matter how hard I try I can't sleep when anxiety kicks in. Medication doesn't help either.
So today I tried to make it a good thing. I went to the rooftop to watch the sunrise, and then I straightened my hair for the first time in months and went for a stroll.
I went to the park and climbed up one of this rope towers. I love heights, I love the feeling of danger, the fear of falling. It makes me laugh. I guess the fear of danger makes me realise I'm actually alive.
Funny thing is, while I was sitting at the top of the tower a woman came to me and screamed that I shouldn't be there bc that thing was kind of broken and it could fall apart anytime. Apparently, the security of the park wouldn't allow people to get close to the tower bc it was dangerous. I mean, I noticed that the ropes were really loose, but I didn't think it would be such a big deal lol
Anyways once I was up there I didn't really feel like going down so I just chilled there until my phone run out of battery and I had to go home.
It's been a nice change: instead of just rolling on my bed until I get up frustrated as usual, actually doing something and going out feels nice. This is probably gonna become a habit of mine lol